This is compilation of my deeepest thoughts, my shallowest thoughts, my life, and my enlightenment.

Me, My Lover

If I could unravel in love the light I feel in this old age
I would have a scroll of parchment that could span the Earth
If confidence could cause volcanic explosions
Then the rapture would be coming

It's nice to meet you
Nice to finally see you
Nice to be you

Seek my reverie
Reverie in the understanding of the better me

I'm fabulous, you're authentic
It's fantastic and I know you meant it

You unbenched the fashion whores
Gems galore and MAC makeup stores

I am fashion, I am historically sound
I am unbound to your opinions

And I've never felt more free.

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