A Liar's Guide to the Dreams..

In the dead of the night, the dreams come in one by one. They cling to you with soft acceptance, and they know it all..

These are the dreams which leave a note of remembrance. They cling to our tongues like a bittersweet delight.

They feel familiar, though their flavour melts in the mouth... and taste distinctly unusual.

December 04, 2005

My love for Legolus


Since I am more or less sure that My love for Orlando Bloom is virtually zero, I cannot but express the deep, abiding love that I feel for Legolus, the Elf, who won my heart through the several reads I allowed myself of LOTR.

The reason : unknown.

However, Sirius Black is an entirely different kettle of fish.

I think I prefer older men. Hmmm... if I decide to spend the rest of my pathetic life with one, I'll get early senior citizenship advantages... that bloody near made me burst a blood vessel with joy!!

Here's (sigh) to you, my bachelor sweetheart, and I really wish you'll never keep a beard.

regards,

the one & only

PANU
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2 comments:

Teleute said...

umm, it's legolAs, methinks.

7:03 PM
Poorna Banerjee said...

you thinks right, y'know!! but grant me an old person's frenzy...

12:15 AM

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