I'm a love letter away...

"Life isn't fair Mr. Snuffles," I read to you

and your laugh

so Loud

obnoxious

Almost echoes in your small room

with its broken windows

sealed with tape

The Wind Howls Louder For you.

You called me crying at night

I came

your gentle marble curves needed protection

I'm afraid of you alone.

But most of all

I came

because I need your cracked alabaster smiles

I need to know I can re-tape your broken windows

so the howling wind won't touch

you

us...

My horse tastes like raisins when you're around.
Pure, but not so simple.