You asked me once - Do I love talking to you ? Yes!I love to talk to you in my own silence and burn within, in an unknown purifying desire.
I keep listening to your deep warm raven like eyes. And as I immerse in your fairy tales, I go down deeper. Deeper from where there's no return.
A sort of Fantasy.Fantasy of being with you in silence and getting lost in your waves of touches....
I fear if I telephone you and listen to your voice, then I might be losing you and your fantasy and come back to a reality - a reality that you're lost and gone!
By the way do you remember the Folk Tales we used to read, during those wet, lusty rains?
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