My soul is cast
eternally rose-bound
Chained to the one flower
that will ne'er wither
As I am in the world
of slumber
Awaiting to stir at the touch
of cold glass lips
May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 11:39 AM UTC
My soul is cast
eternally rose-bound
Chained to the one flower
that will ne'er wither
As I am in the world
of slumber
Awaiting to stir at the touch
of cold glass lips
Influenced by the tale of Sleeping Beauty
Be back soon!
Lyn x
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