There's a huge marble palace high
up above the clouds in the woods in the sky and beautiful birds
circle
its spires and fountains in this palace lives
a boy with pale skin not from
the lack of sun
with white lashes silvery
airy hair
A boy who runs plays jumps and one day
stumbles
into an unknown room
too dark to see his pale hands
Nevertheless
he permeates
the darkness
Eyes narrowed muscles only
half-tensed
A foggy thing softly
pushing tugging at
the corners of his mind
A memory
emerging
makes his feet
keep
the steady pace
into this room
towards a spot where
behind dusty curtains
a figure
curled up
sort of sleeps but breathes
gently
Pale hands find
Raven hair tug
lightly
Wake up, love
I was so pale cause you were missing