I dream awe less . collected. composed.
sewn together perfectly like pedals onto the rose.
I sit straight up, with my corset.
paper thin black lace.
I stretch my legs on to your chest.
give me every pastel color, every beautiful waterfall
and singing brooke.
I will bend for you in every magical way that I can.
I will give you the most tender and womanly parts of me.
sing with me my beautiful
and let us dance.
Mar 9, 2011
Mar 9, 2011 at 8:17 AM UTC
I dream awe less . collected. composed.
sewn together perfectly like pedals onto the rose.
I sit straight up, with my corset.
paper thin black lace.
I stretch my legs on to your chest.
give me every pastel color, every beautiful waterfall
and singing brooke.
I will bend for you in every magical way that I can.
I will give you the most tender and womanly parts of me.
sing with me my beautiful
and let us dance.
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