Letters to you. sCRAPs. September, 21
I belong to noone but the endless eternity your love has kindled within. And you're as helpless here as I am to rescue you, because none of us can master the light we have gifted to each other. You can do nothing about me keeping and cherishing it. I can do nothing about you taking it into velvet darkness of your denial where it would sparkle just feebly...though stubbornly steady. If you could only see this, my Kindler
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