will you hose me down with holy water if i get too hot?//any

[Romantica]

Romantica

She moves through the crumpled brown grass with a careless smile. The gray woman, draped in the fairest porcelain gray with dapples, dark stockings covering her slender limbs. Autumn blazed in her unholy spectrum of color as the wood nymph danced amongst the falling leaves, collecting like a crown in the ash of her man.

She burns for something.

Dark green eyes watch from the curtain of sooty lashes. The meadow is absent except for a few floating bodies. Romy finds solitude in the quiet of sleeping trees and falling leaves. A small, playful smile touches the lips of the free spirited mare as her shadow stretches under the setting sun.

have i mentioned i hate starters?

it's short...

but if you'd like to talk with the little lady then feel free to reply. i'm good with short quick posts or long ones, up to you!