My love, can you hear that? It is my heart that beats for you. The dew has long settled, where are you? My feet are sore, breasts heavy, belly sagging, and the time waits for no one. Will you come back? My ears hurt, a child wails, the crown pierces my skull, and my heart is lonely. Are you coming? I sit at the wind...
To His Majesty, It is in the middle of the night and I keep tossing and turning. To relieve my mind and hopefully sleep, I am writing this to you. A letter I will hide, and never give to you. Our love has been FORBIDDEN from the beginning. They call it impossible but I see possibility. They named it a curse but I see...