I wanna see you in bettie boop shoes, toeing the ground into a line curving to an arrowed heart. I want you sloppily smeared in that exotic lipstick with the palm trees on the side of the tube and a hue bright like strawberry taffy bowed up and rakish; smiling.
You are darling. You're a curtsy kinda gal, and the silver foil fabric of your skirt
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