she was a soft golden, oiled, nakeding
underneath the afternoon sun,
inside the city's park;
simply shining for all the world to see.
brave little star,
challenging the daytime's authority
and in a barely-there, baby blue thong.
***for my angel
Mar 30, 2013
Mar 30, 2013 at 8:54 PM UTC
she was a soft golden, oiled, nakeding
underneath the afternoon sun,
inside the city's park;
simply shining for all the world to see.
brave little star,
challenging the daytime's authority
and in a barely-there, baby blue thong.
***for my angel
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