✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

perfect petals punctuate the fabric´s yellow blue

silver platters with strawberries thrown across the room

mid summer wind, sandals on, one summer dress to chose

three girls eyes rolled, loud dust specks lit by afternoon

my life is sweet like lemonade now, there is no bitter fruit

eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, no thought of you

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧