Archives for Romance

the snowvark

[contact-form][contact-field label=’Name’ type=’name’ required=’1’/][contact-field label=’Email’ type=’email’ required=’1’/][contact-field label=’Website’ type=’url’/][contact-field label=’Comment’ type=’textarea’ required=’1’/][/contact-form] Snow had a storeroom. But was it good that I went there? Some doors you won’t open until full hurricanes of curiosity drive you there.  Once the soft protective armor of innocence  comes off , you won’t race ahead like you once did. I remember soaring the gardens with many birds.  They were the first layer.  I swung the vines, and climbed the skycraping limbs.  That was the second layer.  I spoke with the tikis and the canaries.  I spied out the glittering lands within.  Through gleaming crystal
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The Letter.

My Dearest Lydia, I miss you so much, I miss what we had, though I’ve had what I miss, I’ve had to miss what we had, since war took me away. No pencil can write darkly enough to match my mood without you, the lead is in me now anyway, and a quill will have to do. I have uncapped the only way I can reach you, a cold hollow tube, with a reservoir of blackest ink, leaked slowly like tears upon these blank sheets far smaller then we used to share. I once believed that ten teams of wild
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