lady, pretty lady

pretty lady, do you even glimpse the mess you leave behind?

is your spouse still alive? drunk and tired.

lady, pretty lady, sometimes i wonder if the night notices you too, the stars kissing your forehead even when sweaty and blissed.

even the clouds grow jealous of your feathered steps. but they wont storm, oh no.

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‎‧₊˚✧Hanko 2✧˚₊‧

Lovely words!

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maxim !!

i like your words

thanks very much

mayonaise

even the stars whisper your name… sometimes. just saying