baby pink lips
sky blue eyes,
freckled élégance,
sandy tresses,
silky to the touch,
you're pure perfection,
my Prince Charming,
don't leave me,
join me in this carousel,
let's get dizzy
until we start seeing stars,
'til we lose our breathes,
and we're flying up in heaven.
YOU ARE READING
silent thoughts
Puisiand her words rolled out like silk from soft, rosy lips, everything lifeless is alive, wilted flowers are risen, the skies are clear, and there is peace - daisies
