the silhouette cast from the sun light
there is a tease of peekaboo played thru eyelets
a taste of yellow to a crispy white cotton
revealing an opened back and naked shoulders
a memory and a time
Missed
this is the smile that comes to my eyes
cast from a simple Sundress .
Sep 12, 2011
Sep 12, 2011 at 1:40 AM UTC
the silhouette cast from the sun light
there is a tease of peekaboo played thru eyelets
a taste of yellow to a crispy white cotton
revealing an opened back and naked shoulders
a memory and a time
Missed
this is the smile that comes to my eyes
cast from a simple Sundress .
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