What are lolita's made of?
She has roses in her hair,
Cupcakes on her skirts and in her belly!
Kittens on her jsks with bits of ribbon,
Puppy dogs and teddy bears on her ops.
Pearls around her neck and wrists,
And rings for every finger!
Or perhaps lacy mittens?
There can never be too much lace!
But ruffles a plenty would do just as well,
And bows from head to toe.
She'll eat macarons for breakfast,
And macarons for lunch,
And macarons for tea.
A chocolate or two or three?
Sweet tooth? She has many!
With a needle and a thread she is complete,
She'll sew to her heart's content
Or till she runs out of thread...
Perhaps she'll lose herself in a
Do I love you?
Your goofy smile
Your dark eyes
Your warm touch
No thoughts
No feelings
Nothing to remind me
I saw you there
Lying in your own blood
I was too late to save you
Maybe it was a dream
You voice
You look my way
I'm breathless
I'm speechless
You hold me close
Its all too much
Too good to be true
Any minute now
Any second now
I will awake from this dream
Sweetest dream there ever was
Please don't leave
Don't let me wake up
You say I'm perfect
I laugh
You ask why?
I say your blind
One moment is not enough
But I'd give it all up for one moment
A blink of an eye
A deep breath
A heart beat
A leap of fate