February 15th, 2014 · 0 comments

{ sweet ______, my strength, my secret heart; dreamt i was humming and cooing and singing this to you, there in the darkened tunnels beneath a great abandoned keep. }

and he was just like a great dark wing within the wings of a storm,
I think I had met my match, he was singing

and undoing

and undoing

the laces . . .

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