

is this where i really am . . what if i wanted to fall for youis this where i really am . .


rain dreamsraindreams falling to puddles smearing of features together lines running into each otherrain dreams
washes of colour
your arms around my waist leaning into the bulk of you heaven
your arms around my waist leaning back to what is you we focus the same vision


..but i thought i was dead...i'm buying my melancholy out of my mind turning cards that lie face down dragging my bed to the window ledge to wave fear fairwell in the end plummetting upon darkness over and over to a tunnel hollowing my vision along this track of light..but i thought i was dead...
a needle threads a new tune to shed


to a summer's dayread me, will you read me like you do one of your books skim through me with your eyes float a mystery to this ocean of entwining thought, romance the light that whispers from the page leaf through me to get me your fingers on the edges to lift and turn feel me line for lie, off by heart, and in your head book n' mark me (don't lose your place ) with crumbs and stains and grains of sand while you move a pathway but come back to me, again and again, to keep me, at arms reach by your bed and in darkness find me; take me, tear me out, pickto a summer's day
Hope all is well w/you pretty Lou-Lou-Violet!
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My real 1st name is actually Ruby-Violet where did you get the idea for yours?
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