Behind my left eyelid sleeps a little prophet
Curled up, snoring away to fairy dreams
With her long white hair cloaking her naked form.
But once in a while she wakes up
And lights her candle while whispering,
"Take me for what I am".
Author notes
A fragment piece... yet whole and complete.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I love the "take me for what I am" line and as you know I love fairies as well. I was a little confused about why it was "Evelie's" however. As usual, I like the imagery.



