Jan 2015
Her body is more than a form of elation
Delicate as a dandelion on a summer's eve
Respect does not define the way my hands have graced her
What happens when you take care of something too perfectly
That in the end you lose it
With too much delicacy you can never fully understand
The true beauty of something
Delicate as a dandelion on a summer's eve
Respect does not define the way my hands have graced her
What happens when you take care of something too perfectly
That in the end you lose it
With too much delicacy you can never fully understand
The true beauty of something
In a confused state of not understanding how or why some things happen. Though, I hope to learn from it.
