Always more
I need to see into your places.
Big and small, beautiful and ugly.
To find the things which have been hiding I will roam your inner earth. Your night time murky pools and dusk covered treasure spots.
It is to be in love that I seek most from your pumping heart. To be greater than whole, to which I already am, I must come wise to your virtues.
So don't block my path fairy girl, I will not trample your garden.
Don't pull on my robes for they are the artifice of my magick's might.
You have given me something special; right. But I can not be bought with half of your wonder and a quarter of your glory.
I need it all.
I need more of it.
Always more...
Dished out by Anonymous more or less at 8:56 PM
