Sunday, 4 March 2012

Owl



 -Oh my sweet Love

You are all the wonder of life itself.

And while you were sleeping, I flew through the snow covered forest in the shape of an owl, hunting for mice and for wisdom.

Want to meet tonight?...Wanna snuggle?...Wanna chow down some mouses?

Come fly with me, my love. I hunger. For you. Forever .

Olie

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