Sunday, January 29, 2012
For you were in my dream last night. The content of which, some might say, is inappropriate for our current relationship to hear. But nevertheless, it is here in my jawbone, urging me to tell you. I saw you from across the completely white room surrounded by young and beautiful women. Their heads were adorned with wildflowers and you were saying something succulent and exquisite. The silver strands of your hair kept getting caught in the dusty beams of sunlight jetting through the clearest glass of the windows. They blinded me.
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