Your body is yours and mine is mine.
Look under my clothes and you will find.
A little skin, with wrinkles in.
A bit of bone, but all my own.
My eyes are blue, but sometimes green.
Depending on how I'm feeling, if nearly emerald if I;m feeling mean.
My breast are fair to middling, depends upon who's fiddling.
My heart is somewhat stupidly worn upon my sleeve.
Once upon a time I cared for you.
Now I only care for me.
(C) LIVVI
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 6:10 PM UTC
Your body is yours and mine is mine.
Look under my clothes and you will find.
A little skin, with wrinkles in.
A bit of bone, but all my own.
My eyes are blue, but sometimes green.
Depending on how I'm feeling, if nearly emerald if I;m feeling mean.
My breast are fair to middling, depends upon who's fiddling.
My heart is somewhat stupidly worn upon my sleeve.
Once upon a time I cared for you.
Now I only care for me.
(C) LIVVI
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