CosplayerLaseatia

I have been thinking of you today, my love.  It was an icy morning and as I lay in my bed I thought of you in yours.  I could picture it so clearly.  You were pale and even smaller than when I saw you last.  There was not a wrinkle on your skin.  I think your sleep is taking away the years we gained together and returning you to your childhood.  Your hair was longer.  Someone had plaited it and it hung like Rapunzel's over the rim of the bed, awaiting some tiny chivalrous knight to shimmy up it. I wondered who had plaited that bronze mass and envied their fingers. The nur

This dream works this face is booked I put my photos in a bucket and I know you looked. & now you're candid for the camera and I'm scared of what you'll say but I've been under the world, like the titanic. Shipped away. I'm back and I took that step up, I've been waiting too long, and now your mouth's in a smile, and in my head I'm singing a song. My foot is loose as you say you agree and I break into a heart beat dance I'm little miss sunshine in a trance I let myself try and you gave me a chance.