The Bells
You were the mute hunchback in tan hessian cowering next to the large switches, I was the bespectacled gentleman with wild platinum hair leaning on the electrostatic platform.
You mumbled something about dire consequences but were drowned out by the rolling thunder.
As the explosion ripped through the castle our eyes met for an instant and you reached for my hand, I knocked you to the floor as I made for the door.
You had blue eyes.
If you are there ring the bells at noon tomorrow and I will find thee
Posted: Monday, May 12
by britladdy
in Shanghai
| Missed Connection
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