If I could manipulate elements, time & space, matter, even;
I want not to save the world, but to put you in a little glass dome.
You can have it filled with crystalline snow that billows, dancing to the cold, singing with the howling wind. Fear not my love. Think not of it as fearsome as The Shining. I’ll make you feel warmth where the prick from ice would be. Fashion you a castle made of only the sturdiest from the frozen kingdom. Wolves will litter at your feet, for you to play or to kill. Crystal maidens will wait on you, presenting nothing but egregious robes and hot food. The nation will celebrate your beauty and my unyielding love for you, bitter like frost, undaunted.
Or even, laze eternally by the beach whose horizon can’t be fathomed. Endless waves, always sunny. I’ll conjure seashells of the finest, most exotic patterns, but none as amazing as you. I’ll make the mermaids sing of my love for you, in their hauntingly sweet melody. The crabs and lobsters, all sumptuous crustaceans line up to queue for their noble deaths upon a merry flame, served smoking hot on your golden plate. So that you, my queen, can have the freshest harvest still piquant of the roaring salty waves.
If you want it mythical, there’s nothing my imagination will stop at just for a smile across your porcelain face. Unicorns will prance for you, glistening in the sunlight with their majestic manes, sparkling like how they should be. The forest green and lush, sings a secret rhyme, wildflowers will wave at you with glee. Your footsteps will sprout endless cycles of spring – Of magnolias, roses, tall looming trees even. You will be the giver of life. Just like how you are, like my syncopated breath. I’d throw in a Snow White fantasy if you’d even just whisper for it. Rabbits, deer and the great grizzly bear; they will keep you company in happy banter. You will never be alone.
How about a New York city dream, the poshest penthouse in Manhattan. All that glitters awaits in a walk in wardrobe. Ceiling to floor windows that grant intoxicating view of the skyline, guarded by sweeping curtains of the finest silk and linen. Do you indulge in books? For I can bring stories of the entire universe to you. Everyday you can find yourself catapulting to a different time and place, all within the papyrus skimmed through your fingertips. I can give you the entire city, if apple is your favorite fruit. A fancy car to tour the city, Maserati, Lamborghini or would you prefer a Ferrari? I hope you like Need for speed.
The list would go on. But I’ll save that for later. Because its 5.58 and in 2 minutes you will walk in to the diner and pour me the coffee that I am waiting for… And I, will clutch the cup firmly, hoping for a brisk touch of your slender fingers.
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I did not want to reply you because i know who you are. Nice pseudo name btw. However you disappointed me greatly. I used to think you were really smart and you stalked me enough to know me very well. God damn am i so greatly disappointed. Ok let me help you out. Firstly, i think your standard of english dropped. (Talk about a fancy angmoh name like Smith Caulhon) That watch belongs to my ex. We are still friends so I made a joke out of it by saying hes so rich now after we broke up thats why he could afford a panerai. You really made me choke on my tears of laughter with your rolex shit. And also, I know you love to tell everyone I am in SQ and also a whore, not sure why you enjoy doing that when you can never generate enough haters to join your legion faster than I can generate genuine friendships. Just fyi I am still working. And thats why I say I am so disappointed in you. Apparently your stalking level dropped. I am hoping you will reply me with something like “Who cares about a whore like you”, Please do Raymond Chui. Because that will be the greatest joke of all.