I can feel you.

Whenever you step inside the castle
I can feel you
-and your tiny shoes-
sniffing around my stuffs

I can feel you
like a vampire can feel his victims
I can sense each and every one
of your breaths.

I can feel your nervous breathing
while you search in these rooms
waiting to find a clue, a hint
waiting to find that all of this is for you.

Whenever you step inside the castle
I receive a fax in my heart
with your face in it
and flowers in the cover.

I got your picture, yes
but I want the original.

Deal with that.

A.