Red satin gown,
damp from the dew.
In sadness I wait,
for someone like you.
Bend over softly,
don't make a sound.
Whisper a kiss,
pluck me from the ground.
Diana Nelson 1999
damp from the dew.
In sadness I wait,
for someone like you.
Bend over softly,
don't make a sound.
Whisper a kiss,
pluck me from the ground.
Diana Nelson 1999
1 comment:
Short . . . sweet . . . and, again, awesome.
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