December 18, 2013 § 2 Comments
I am a glass lantern,
a pretty blister,
a sharp, but fragile blade.
I have no care for right or wrong:
I am a perfect moment,
king of you, and unafraid.
Penina, I love the words And how that critter is regarding me!! heehee!!❤❤
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