Prose: "sun in leo, heart in pisces"

Allow me a little dream of you, a dream of soft laughter and hands entwining, of creating together -- words, music, beauty -- of secrets shared and whispered over late-evening vodka, of listening to mp3s of nostalgia and beauty, of sunshine-hearted fangirling and the joy of adoration, of dreams so enduring they may well be eternal in the strange changelingness of the world that was suddenly constructed around us, when we weren't looking. Allow me a dream of you, like a sunbeam through a drop of cherry-stained glass.

We can allow ourselves love letters for the simple beauty of it, can't we?