Zans don’t want to sleep-
-on stormy nights, too many urges yet unsatisfied and those deep, unprowled ravines calling, tempest-tossed and drenching.
Now, damnit! Awake, shaken and unquenchable.
-on stormy nights, too many urges yet unsatisfied and those deep, unprowled ravines calling, tempest-tossed and drenching.
Now, damnit! Awake, shaken and unquenchable.