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From far away all I’ve ever wanted was a sliver of her attention, and I know even asking was all together too much for the Queen. With half shy delicate eyes it’s always been hard to speak frankly to her the last time I voiced and opinion was three years ago, she hasn’t talked to…

Our coveted pretty place adorned heavily in heavenly icons. Close to our bed love rosaries hang close at hand just in case we need to pray for our burdened sins. Sins that aren’t so easily made up I’m constantly in prayer asking for the return of your attention there is something that makes up the…

With the choice of a thousand mirrors it was almost impossible for her to choose just one. Some were filled with jealous glances always trying to compete. For centuries now her little kingdom was strewn with broken mirrored glass. There wasn’t a safe corner she knew it was her own fault always trying to tiptoe…

With a thousand year old stare I assume I am just like you, we notice the tiniest of changes. Someone around me once handed me my first novel and read it like I was pushing my first addiction. My reading voice was too new to recognize why you had me reading the Claiming of Sleeping…

The very nature of this the pretty girl, has been locked set up and carved in stone step by step for centuries now. Nothing needs to be held out, playing the sensitive part of being all wrapped up in the warm Indie sunshine making love. She’s a natural ever lasting cause for feverish skin. Underneath…