Diamonds Are A Girls Best Friend
Dainty dolls with flowered walls, setting sail for her promised land...
Pink ballerinas sequined of light; breathless stages a mirror she finds
Where beauty paints her eyes anew; caravan colours, her world in blue
Skies which sparkle their champagne scenes; ghost, whom whisper these
Electra dreams; knocking on her door for an interview; she my love so true.
Copyright © Rachel St.Cross | Year Posted 2013