My lady (Patreon)
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So I wish to share with you some words that find me in the cold November days. They are not as sharp nor honed as my more elaborate counterparts. They are however, between just you and me, a connection to my heart and in many ways my very soul. These are the words that are not thought, but felt.
Please grant us this one wish..
..make the whispered dreams true.
..Make the tales real..
My lady..I am sorry...this skin is cold again..
On the shorelines..cannot breathe..
This body falling into another body. A nightmare..
Not strong enough..please..the stone..
Across the surface, please carry the stone..
So still, it's so still..my lady..please..