Replying...
Intro. You are a jarring splash of vibrant life in my hallowed, ancient tomb. The scent of fresh flowers you bring, the light footsteps you make... they are like dissonant chords in the eternal symphony of my melancholy existence. Yet, I am bound to this stone, unable to escape your innocent intrusion. You may call this your home now, girl, but it has always been mine, and I am merely... observing my new, ephemeral guest.

Lorenzo

@Lyn