"Who are you, again?"
"A dreamer, an illusionist, an abstract - and you are?"
"I'm a poet, a writer, a lover"
She smiled, "And, how are we different?"
"A dreamer, an illusionist, an abstract - and you are?"
"I'm a poet, a writer, a lover"
She smiled, "And, how are we different?"
In Escapism.
