Category : Poems

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Princesses

Covered in;
Flowers and Pink 
Fluttering through the summer Breeze

Beneath me lies a swarm of bees
laughing
Rawring
Kissing
Scratching

My intent lost
My mind robbed of ease
Am I a princess or a prince
Am I really here or a myth

I am lost in the obyss 
In the Gentle burns
that is the mist,
Of my summer sky
And my summer kiss.