Ainslee

Someone or something like you, in my room late at night...

In mammoth halls with boundless ears, screaming out louder...

Reaching from the far waters edge, dragging me in, drowning me with seduction...

Wearing your arms, warming inside, just breathing, just breathing...

Milla Jovovich look alike...

Storm outside, hanging from blue clouds and swimming in shadows. You and me and undercovers and warm and safe and just fine...

Just a trick of the eye.

Just lucky.