JOY OR DUST
JOY OR DUST Every wave rushes over the sea in search of a shore; every sperm rushes blindly in search of a patiently waiting egg; blood and thoughts rush through your flesh and mine searching for or protecting the reasons …
JOY OR DUST Every wave rushes over the sea in search of a shore; every sperm rushes blindly in search of a patiently waiting egg; blood and thoughts rush through your flesh and mine searching for or protecting the reasons …