Dawning Princess
Tuesday, March 8, 2016
December, 2015
And so I held it out to you
like a lit match
it threatened to burn my fingertips
I insisted
please, I waited
yet you politely declined
told me it just
wasn't the time
I understood
and when I dropped it
I knew my soles were too thin.
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