my mouth is curled into an "o" right now. this is beautiful.

i love "black lipstick flowed like molten night" and "carousel dream" and "dancing paper dolls"

the last stanza is just breathtaking. you have so much talent, it's oozing from the poem.

i would love your opinions on my work, it would mean a lot to me.

oh. my. god.

beautiful. delicate. magical. filled with painted memories of tea parties and doll houses. brings you back to a part of your past you don't remember.

this is positively lovely!

One word: BEAUTIFUL. ~With all my love, Crimson Flowers~