By Terra Scott
Decadence dusts balderdash like blush.
Relentlessly, to secure resplendence.
I, am worthy,
swells stunning bunkum.
I, am lovely,
wishful sorrow’s winsome
with the audacity to
omit thin, my sleepy love.
have enchanted bliss with generous wanderlust.
Breathtaking, as gruesome breaks beautiful
Skedaddle gorgeous, we’ve arrived at mutual.