a belle, a book, and candle..
IN THE DARK ROMANTIC Fantasies, mere fantasies, Husks of imagination Falling by the wayside, Like snakes shedding skins.... Then once...,,,in a moon's age,,,,in a cocoon's age, Like the chrysalis cocoon... One dream bears fruition, Emerges from the recess of the mind. You are old school charm, With... Sign in to see full entry.