THROB and thrum of party carries on evening air.
COYLY, night withholds its message; instead
ENSUEs variety: many sleep, some make love, some fret, some few slink.
ABOVE, eyes needing no light trace a story we cannot see through the dark.
ludic verbosity for the win
THROB and thrum of party carries on evening air.
COYLY, night withholds its message; instead
ENSUEs variety: many sleep, some make love, some fret, some few slink.
ABOVE, eyes needing no light trace a story we cannot see through the dark.