The Invitation
A quiet rustle
a whisper beacons
“come and play”
it says to me.
Instinct warns
“do not go in”
but the Faery dance
will soon begin.
In I delve
to dance and play
and while away
another day.
The Invitation
A quiet rustle
a whisper beacons
“come and play”
it says to me.
Instinct warns
“do not go in”
but the Faery dance
will soon begin.
In I delve
to dance and play
and while away
another day.
Beautiful and you are beautiful my little faerie boy. I love you so much. And as much as I needed to get away from my house and all… goddamn I miss you
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