Jan 2013
I am the vessel of your pleasure,
fragile glass around an imperminant sea.
Fill me with a name, a purpose, a voice
to please your senses.
I will be yours to fill, to drink and empty.
fragile glass around an imperminant sea.
Fill me with a name, a purpose, a voice
to please your senses.
I will be yours to fill, to drink and empty.
A reflection on the novel "A Spy in the House of Love" by Anais Nin
