a delicate fabric embroidery woven in pain and doubt. she is exquisite graceful and fragile tender and caring. walking on eggshells never too bold ballerina of grace. she floats in my broken heart fragmented and gauzy. I want to kiss her lips whisper my love. but I am always to afraid to reach out. my clumsy hands are too coarse for silken thread.
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