LEWIS || The Point of Vanishing
"And she me caught in her arms long and small; Therewithall sweetly did me kiss And softly said, “Dear heart, how like you this?”
It was no dream: I lay broad waking. But all is turned thorough my gentleness Into a strange fashion of forsaking;" - Sir Thomas Wyatt
Hello my boys, haven’t forgotten about you! ♥️♥️


















