My Lord DJR,
Once I looked at a baby girl, who was playing and having fun, and my soul smiled because she reminded me of the things that I fight so hard for.
I wrote a poem last night, in the pale azure moonlight, that shows how unique my writing style is.
All my life I've been waiting for a writer, a one of a kind man, who can make me vulnerable and strong at the same time.
I am in love with the person whom I craved since the beginning. He makes me feel protected in his arms, which I find so damn stunning, salacious and soothing.
When I'm close to him I always look straight into his eyes, which I'm obsessed with. They are perfect. Today, from the hideout of the park, I was staring at the shady bench, how your eyes open with honeyed reflections, in the sunlight.