No pressure. No diamond.
No oyster. No pearl.
Cloistered from the sun. Ageless in aspic.
Rare as angels hair and fine. So fine to me
Precious as baby breath. Gentle as a webb.
My love's comes to me. Is borne on truth ,carried on a warm zepher.
You.
Carry
The elemental.
Essential.
Biology.
You.
Do.
Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 10:15 PM UTC
No pressure. No diamond.
No oyster. No pearl.
Cloistered from the sun. Ageless in aspic.
Rare as angels hair and fine. So fine to me
Precious as baby breath. Gentle as a webb.
My love's comes to me. Is borne on truth ,carried on a warm zepher.
You.
Carry
The elemental.
Essential.
Biology.
You.
Do.
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