t e n y e a r s l a t e r
peddling as hard as
her legs could pedal,
she raced up the
hill to a house
as familiar to her
as her own.
panting, she parked
her bike along the
side of xander's
green and yellow
house before fumbling
for the key on top of
the birdhouse
where they've kept it
for ten years.
ČTEŠ
whispers&wishes
Poeziex a n d e r g r e e n- they call him a liar but little do they know that every word he says is true, just maybe not in this world. v i o l e t j o n e s- she lives in xander's world and in exchange for her company he weaves her pretty stories...
