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I am tempted to call you my lover, but those are just words pretty and stunning the perfect girl. I want to reach and trace pull her into position that submissive space where everything is negotiated. There are required requirements where we exist in equal measure we balance both brain and might start a set…

Under a temperamental sky and all Violet woke to a burning smell her love had escaped and gone. An out of control feeling was free, she found today to be dangerous hard to just breath in. Violet knew, she belonged to one, she pulled her hair tightly in place, here to face the devil alone…

She adores having hands taking control over her affections, she’s somewhat lost when it comes to hand holding. With fistfuls of hair she reaches and grabs securing the very steps that will steady her. She raises her voice because certain words have avoided her she looks at her parents that everlasting everything escapes her. She…

A grown man’s shadow stands alongside her the lucky girl sings to celebrate quietly to herself she turns to her sensitive side and thinks about the person who loves her most. Inside a set of pretty words these are the undulating poems a forgotten language of course that somehow wrap around her holding tightly to…

Trying to outshine the outside light on this, the special night. I came forward and asked would you mind if, we sang in the dark? We could trip and fall on top of our perfect melody and all. You’re so fucking beautiful. I’ll carry you out across whatever stage you choose, my beloved superstar with…