Sweet lady in bones of whales wrapped!
Bustling out from behind.
Corset gripping at wasted skin.
Skirt stood as parachute.
For lovelorn lady who cried.
Dropped by her lover.
She wanted to die.
In a fashion of air filled hoops.
Laced up in corsets of bone.
Took sweet ladies breath away.
Trendy fashion of the day.
Chucked herself from bridge so high.
Spurned lady the wind caught her bustle,
So did she fly?
The trussed Victorian lady.
(c) Livvi x
Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 4:10 PM UTC
Sweet lady in bones of whales wrapped!
Bustling out from behind.
Corset gripping at wasted skin.
Skirt stood as parachute.
For lovelorn lady who cried.
Dropped by her lover.
She wanted to die.
In a fashion of air filled hoops.
Laced up in corsets of bone.
Took sweet ladies breath away.
Trendy fashion of the day.
Chucked herself from bridge so high.
Spurned lady the wind caught her bustle,
So did she fly?
The trussed Victorian lady.
(c) Livvi x
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