Back in the home and I'm soaked through the skin to the bone, my teeth such as they are are by far the liveliest thing about me, chattering away as if this isn't a krap day.

She is there to take my chill and her will is stronger than mine.

Once upon a very late time ago when the snow lay thick and flick knives were the currency and I never imagined in my wildest and I have very wild dreams that she would be the one to tame me.
we never got to the end, the story full of twists and turns has many filters that run through it,
she knew it and I know it now.

And if the clock strikes at all when I'm banging my head against a solid brick wall it never strikes me,
she sees to that.