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By Violet Date: 2003 Feb 06 Comment on this Work [[2003.02.06.15.05.27801]] |
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i want a bedroom with berry colored slippery satiny sheets and a fluffy comforter from the pottery barn i want one of those little benches to sit at the foot of the bed to catch my clothes as they fall i want an irish setter and vase full of daises that hangs on the wall i want a calm quiet breakfast each morning at nine with fresh squeezed OJ and all the free time in the world i want to soak up sunshine on neatly trimmed grass in my very own backyard i'd love to take ballroom dancing lessons and wear only vintage dresses with full swinging skirts i want to shop on 23rd street and have lunch with you every day in a quaint cafe i want to fly away to paris on a whim or even maine to collect seashells and eat taffy in the sea air i wish i could bathe in champagne and eat strawberries from your red fingers, the cold flesh slipping down my chin i fill my head with materialistic dreams each day my world is full of want and crave and desire why can't we win powerball? why can't i buy as many hats as Lucy? why can't our perfect love exist in a perfect world? maybe the universe figures that since i get to look into your green eyes everyday i don't deserve much more than that. |