What I Would Tell You If I Thought You Might Care..!
Blanket Fort Dream Piled blankets on living room floors. Ghost tales, folklore. When you have all you need you never want more. Lay here, I’m yours. Whisper your secrets – emphatic dark eyes. Wrong words, revise. Be my forever or be my demise. Can’t say, surprise. Candles, shadows, half-written prose. Wrong key – transpose. “I know you loved me but where could this go?” My love, who knows? List ..
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2016. 12. 14. 03:06