Thursday, March 8, 2012

she dropped her shyness like a nightgown

she dropped her shyness like a nightgown.

and in the liquid glare of sunlight on old boards, she held up her hands - as if in terror of upcoming skirmish, she had at last understood that she was beautiful. in her own way.

2 comments:

Cristina Kittn said...

Hi dreamer, you were tagged :-)
http://www.kittn.net/2012/03/kittnpedia.html

colorsdiary said...

love those roses