From the very basis of my being I long to be held. I long to share the quiet, the night. I long to know that someone is thinking of me, and wanting me. I long for a warm, bright home, and the presence of someone filling the spaces. I long so intensely.
February 16th, 1971
February 16th, 1971
February 16th, 1971
From the very basis of my being I long to be held. I long to share the quiet, the night. I long to know that someone is thinking of me, and wanting me. I long for a warm, bright home, and the presence of someone filling the spaces. I long so intensely.