Perhaps
I am the bud of the white lily
That never will bloom.
But then, how is it certain
That my lily is white?
Perhaps
I am the bud of the orange lily
In a field of the whitest silk.
Or, afloat in a sea of orchids
My vermillion wings, a beacon
An island.
Perhaps
I am the bud of a black lily
In a field of all the hues.
Perhaps
I am the blossom of the white lily
In a field of the same.
My skirts will unfold just the same
My soft green slip unravel just the same
My cool yellow legs warm in the sun
To attract the honeybees to my sweet nectar.
Perhaps
I am the frog, emerging damp and cool
From the bud of a lily
Gla
A good idea spreads like
a family name.
One day, it will pack up and
through Carbon or India
Embark from the cerebral port of its origin and venture away
Out into the world to make its fortune all its worldly possessions
what it can carry in its bindle.
Maria is my Best Friend. I told her so back when we danced ballet, back when I had time in the afternoons on Wednesday for play and dance and gymnastics. The last, I quit because I did it year after year and couldn't even bridge down by myself. But I always liked the trampoline; and Maria had one so when we play I always vote for her house, the house with the blue siding and the spiders on the porch and no flooring around the cluttered dining room table and more animals than I have fingers.
And dresses. Maria has a glorious pink mess of lace and satin that is much too big for both of us, but s
Thanks so much for the watch~! Unfortunatly, I don't have any more Ruko Yokune pictures of you that I plan on posting, but, I have some more Vocoloid pictures on the way~! Just gotta finish cleaning them up and editing out things that don't belong.
I went ahead and got the pictures edited and uploaded. I removed your badge in all the pictures. If you don't like any of them being up, please let me know and I'll take them down! ^^