Porcelain Dreams
she sits, porcelain dreams,
her hair, a cascade of silk,
soft as the dawn,
eyes like twin pools of wonder.
lips, a blush of cherry,
lips soft as whispered secrets.
delicate as porcelain,
a delicate heart wrapped in silk.
oh, to be her,
to wear the sun like a crown.
Copyright © Everleigh Blackburn | Year Posted 2024
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