Kris Leliel

one day, I'd like a girl i can be myself with. someone that I'm not too nervous or worried around to be completely and wholly me. someone who appreciates my weirdness and my odd fascinations and obsessions.

I want to love and live deliberately

I want to be in France - the south and paris

be kissed by my half Spanish girl who paints.

I want to love meaningfully, colored by

strawberries and shifting sheetd

a blunt nailed hand caressing my hair

I want fresh fruit and fresh bread

and white dresses made of linen abd

vintage gold jewelry glinting against my somewhat sunburnt skin,

my neck irresistible, my lips, divine.

I want to find solace from a beating sun in the cool, gilded halls of the Louvre.

I want to be the sun and be loved like the moon.

I want to be the stars in my star's eyes.

I want adorned wrists and my collarbones kissed by my girl of cities

and I want to feel heaven with my eyes locked on an old art print