like a
sweet peony potpourri
nectar of the bourgeoisie
jasmine laced lady’s parfum
pink tea roses in summer’s bloom
you sweeten my hips
glaze my lips
your love
sweet elixer
come quench
my parched life
sweet peony potpourri
nectar of the bourgeoisie
jasmine laced lady’s parfum
pink tea roses in summer’s bloom
you sweeten my hips
glaze my lips
your love
sweet elixer
come quench
my parched life
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4 comments:
I can relate to this one, I wonder if the Universe is hearing my silent call???
I love both peony and jasmine, but roses take the prize. And "you sweeten my hips..." Mama! That is just delicious!!!
Nevine
hmmmmm...gemel, i think the universe always hears our calls, silent or otherwise! ;)
yeah, i love that phrase, too, nevine! it just kinda slipped out as i was typing into the post - like i've said before, most stuff i do is total stream of consciousness with the words just spilling out faster than i can type so i often don't have a mental editing as i go thing - know what i mean? ;)
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