Aug 2014
Her Perfume Bleeds Who She Is.
It Dances Upon The Hearts Of Men She's Shattered, Leaving Them As A Substance Beyond Shard. Her Perfume Is Intoxicating. It Reads Woman. It Sings In Harmony With The Smell Of Wet Nail polish And Spilt Champagne. She Has Blue Eyes, Brown Skin, Coarse Hair. She Has No Face, For The Face Of Beauty Is Upon All Women.
From The Rose On Her Neck, To The Musk Upon Her Skin.
Her Perfume Bleeds, Who She Is. X
It Dances Upon The Hearts Of Men She's Shattered, Leaving Them As A Substance Beyond Shard. Her Perfume Is Intoxicating. It Reads Woman. It Sings In Harmony With The Smell Of Wet Nail polish And Spilt Champagne. She Has Blue Eyes, Brown Skin, Coarse Hair. She Has No Face, For The Face Of Beauty Is Upon All Women.
From The Rose On Her Neck, To The Musk Upon Her Skin.
Her Perfume Bleeds, Who She Is. X
