"There is no key to my gate, but you can still come around. Lean your ladder against my window and I'll come down."
Fucking beautiful. He's keeping a lover at arm's length. There's no way to "figure him out" or truly know him completely, he says. Or maybe there is, but he won't give her the "key."
"There is no key to my gate, but you can still come around. Lean your ladder against my window and I'll come down."
Fucking beautiful. He's keeping a lover at arm's length. There's no way to "figure him out" or truly know him completely, he says. Or maybe there is, but he won't give her the "key."