Your dresses brightened up the room
Like desert flowers after a rain
I came tonight, my sweetest newest love
But wich me do you want to see
The pale pastels are bes for books,
Your blues and greens, an evening make
As friend, or even wife to me
But if it is sex thats on your mind
Then red or black and darkened eyes
Become the whore that i must see
My childhood dreams were not like this
My princess came only for a kiss,
Then i carried her away from pain
Can i not see her once again
The masks offend me, I'm no toy
Yor wore the dresses I bought without mch joy
The price I payed to hold your hand
Belittled me as you have planned
© 1992 - 2008 R. G. J.
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