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He is unreachable, night and day a dream that won't let me go We know everything about him In his garden, we find something tangible, a ladder, it challenges us I climb to the bathroom window Inside, we touch the cups from which he drinks tea but not with me We take pictures of underwear try on shirts and keep one on It's not even exciting: just sneaking in with a bit of stealing nothing valuable missing Maybe it's childish but for me, he is a good friend After playing tennis we shower together and we wear each other's clothes real contact, night and day
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Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 7:27 AM UTC
My good friend
He is unreachable, night and day a dream that won't let me go We know everything about him In his garden, we find something tangible, a ladder, it challenges us I climb to the bathroom window Inside, we touch the cups from which he drinks tea but not with me We take pictures of underwear try on shirts and keep one on It's not even exciting: just sneaking in with a bit of stealing nothing valuable missing Maybe it's childish but for me, he is a good friend After playing tennis we shower together and we wear each other's clothes real contact, night and day
“She came in through the bathroom window” (1969, Paul McCartney) Celtic symbolism: Ruis (the Elder), that thrives on challenges and change, and that protects horses in the stable from evil spirits; the Elder should be guided by Cailleach Beara (the mother of the Celts) and the Raven (the symbol of healing and protection) Collection “Lilith's Powers" #115
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 7:27 AM UTC
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