Alacrity is what she exudes,
a passion for greatness,
and she has it,
it,
sublimity,
too many distractions,
too much derision,
or she would already be so paramount,
a DaVinci with the brush,
or a Lagerfeld with the needle,
her beauty is Merovingian,
so humble it vamps me,
me,
a lucky man,
electrified by her words,
and waiting for her touch,
Apr 27, 2010
Apr 27, 2010 at 10:18 AM UTC
Alacrity is what she exudes,
a passion for greatness,
and she has it,
it,
sublimity,
too many distractions,
too much derision,
or she would already be so paramount,
a DaVinci with the brush,
or a Lagerfeld with the needle,
her beauty is Merovingian,
so humble it vamps me,
me,
a lucky man,
electrified by her words,
and waiting for her touch,