To Hiddlestoners, Old and New

My friends, you without compare;
I want you all to know, I care.
Everyday, he meets my eyes,
The man of whom I fantasise.
читать дальшеYou know of whom I speak: the king
Of my whole heart; my everything.
His life illumines mine. When I am stressed,
Conflicted, worn out or depressed,
He’s waiting for me, and his gentle voice
And light-filled eyes bid me rejoice.
Such a man - he is inspiring,
So honest, clever, kind, admiring.
True to himself, he empathises
With the souls the world despises.
When the world wallows in cynical sorrow
He dances and prances, and sings of tomorrow.
My love! I am content to know
He breathes right now - somewhere - and so
I scroll a little further down, swoon and reblog,
Lose myself in daydreams, a woozy fog
Of happiness. Dear Hiddlestoners, my gratitude
Forever for your work. Never be subdued
In your love - you’re wonderful. I know
The pictures, gifs, text, interviews and audio
That make me smile; hold me in thrall -
Are yours. And so I thank you all.
____

Ну последнее. Больше никаких "обложек", только замочек :3

@темы: =игольчатое love, =кактусэ плачет и колется. Сам от себя, =с соседнего подоконника, =перманентно, =колючие будни, =Hiddles