Oct 19 -
I would like to cradle you and softly sing,
be your companion while you sleep or wake.
I would like to be the only person
in the house who knew: the night outside was cold.
Art. Blanc & Noir. Paris. Vintage. Nudes. Lavender. Sleep. Water. And a touch of fangirling.
I dream of love, as others dream of snow. White. Blue. Surrounding me, and then, nothingness.