Dew drops of tears dancing on her face fine linen and silk masquerade her disgrace Disguised she's the queen feel the music and dance ravaged and broken she's in love at a glance Devotion blazing mighty and boisterous within thirsting for a love that will never begin Blameless and lovely bathing in milk not knowing her destiny lies ravaged in silk-
Friday
Ravaged In Silk
Author: Suzylnn on Friday, June 05, 2009permalink
Labels: dance, love, music, ravaged
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