Dear Miss Beauty Queen
Americana Daydream
Goddess to be honest
Wrapped in a crown of Midwest Mindset
I wanna be enveloped in the hope that you project
From your lighthouse
You beacon
You glow-up our city
Hey rising sign,
I wonder what it’s even like
To be in the shadow of the light that you shine
Libra Ascendant,
You’re just so **** inspiring
Like how Lake Michigan seems never-ending
Je nes sais quoi—
I’m just tryna find the right words for you
Arranged on your apartment floor
Weaving worlds
Into a collage of celestial imagery
I'm Stargazing into your galaxy eyes
Watching them burst and come to life
As you tell me all your big big plans
We all know that you ate
What if we’re great?
I swear to Goddess
You’re like a bad ***** Disney Princess IRL
Musing these dreams to take flight
with a little faith, trust, and some of your pixie dust
At the center of our city
Your heart is the art of the war
Dear lil Miss Helen of Troy-
You’re more than the reflection
of the ones that love you—
You’re how the light shines back
Spinning broken mirrors
EARTH THE POWER
Back from the ones that took your grace for granted…
JE Ne sAis quoi,
I'm just tryna find the right words for you...resilient
Jan 28, 2025
Jan 28, 2025 at 11:17 PM UTC
Dear Miss Beauty Queen
Americana Daydream
Goddess to be honest
Wrapped in a crown of Midwest Mindset
I wanna be enveloped in the hope that you project
From your lighthouse
You beacon
You glow-up our city
Hey rising sign,
I wonder what it’s even like
To be in the shadow of the light that you shine
Libra Ascendant,
You’re just so **** inspiring
Like how Lake Michigan seems never-ending
Je nes sais quoi—
I’m just tryna find the right words for you
Arranged on your apartment floor
Weaving worlds
Into a collage of celestial imagery
I'm Stargazing into your galaxy eyes
Watching them burst and come to life
As you tell me all your big big plans
We all know that you ate
What if we’re great?
I swear to Goddess
You’re like a bad ***** Disney Princess IRL
Musing these dreams to take flight
with a little faith, trust, and some of your pixie dust
At the center of our city
Your heart is the art of the war
Dear lil Miss Helen of Troy-
You’re more than the reflection
of the ones that love you—
You’re how the light shines back
Spinning broken mirrors
EARTH THE POWER
Back from the ones that took your grace for granted…
JE Ne sAis quoi,
I'm just tryna find the right words for you...resilient
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