All my flaws are flames now, drawing your moth wings in.
Your eyes dance when they see me.
You beg me to tell you more.
You say I have soft hair and a nice soul.
I can’t think of a better compliment.
All my flaws are flames now, drawing your moth wings in.
Your eyes dance when they see me.
You beg me to tell you more.
You say I have soft hair and a nice soul.
I can’t think of a better compliment.
A wonderful poem that was decorated imagery that made my heart melt with delight. Thank you so much for sharing such a wonderful post! According to your convenience please do read some of my writings would love to know what you think about them. 😊
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Thank you!
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Your welcome ☺️
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