A self sufficient soul savaging the kindness of newly bred romance.
Examining the portal of naivety concocted within the laboratory of all girl boarding halls,
Tall tales of suggestiveness passed around like camp fire fodder and folded in each palm of praise,
Prim rose complexions upon faire eyed felines’ that still mirror the reflection of an honest born universe,
Perhaps they inhale only un – recycled weightless oxygen and exhale a cloud of colour into the exhaust fumes of university attained chariots.
Do there supple chest’s beat rhythmically in tune with their forefathers fortune’s
Palpitations of future forays into hallway fairs lit with chandeliers and pools of aged wine laughter.
Un tarnished joints growling and hissing at the prospect of time,
Impatiently pleading with the universe as the only waiting they endure is that of there summer flight,
Mileage scented business class burns fuel there fathers founded.
Virginally intact waiting for an accented access found only in.
plentiful princes velvety groomed and inaudible under there sheets of gold emblazoned armour.
Amour amour,
A key to there citadels,
Whilst they arrive to marketing fields of capitalist embedded fountains in european heiroglyph.
There princes polish the shell’s of former femininity as they entwine in an athletic haste of Grecian all male competitiveness.
It is in this stairwell of nostalgic valour our imaginations glide towards vintage reality
yet I watched there chambered hearts, and wept with gilded laughter.
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