a most beautiful ruby red

i couldn't sleep last night. i stayed up to the tune of the darkness and a new house. restless with the thought... i can't sit still at the idea. five out of ten in a hot bath and stepping out into a dream. it's not usually like me to not tell you things. but this one's a secret i'm only keeping for one single moment in the time i am yet to spend pouring out my heart. and only you will hear it.

so i have something to tell you...

above all the things i've told you...

carving away the sweet rush of air all foggy and breathless. it's perfect.






you are the poet's dream...
and i'm the poet.
and im the dreamer of dreams...