
To be at the feast of fools
And be the guest of honor
I speak in such brazen words, knowing I speak of myself
Do not underestimate ones silliness of the heart
We speak and let our tongues roll forth
Words and desires that be completely unadulterated
I speak and let my hearts desire shine through like a glistening mirror,that be
That be the fool, at the feast of fools
I have the emotions of an acrobat and twirl about like such too
Do not underestimate me, nor pity
For...I do not pity myself
That be the fool
About the Creator
Lillianne Ashner
Just a woman, writing her thoughts, no matter how audacious or bodacious it may be... I write in lush and provocative tones of the heart.



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