I am bewitched--
You are the silver lining to my gray cloud. The bell tower upon a hill, whose chime swirls in the air and spears the soul. Your form is whimsy come to life and I am the marionette, ready to be strung along by you. Take me away. Animate me- Oh dress! Beautiful, darling dress...
To have had but one glance, a moment of meditation...to admire you fully-- batting your sashes, spinning and smirking, blushing and bowing...Oh to be captured by such light! To have been there, where you were...I am found wanting with no absolution, no remedy...for I refuse any potion that will cure me of you--to save me from being swept away among your eternal waves, lost forever. Such is my devotion --
Ever Yours,
N.N.
so funny b/c when I saw this dress I stared @ me comp screen for about 5 min in wonder. love ur post on it
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