I was...
I could not
Chill my Lust
I felt in Love
Too young
Too fast
My wedding dress
Was ultrashort...
But all
Is Past...
Past to forgot...
To open door
To other Love
Still is unmet
I'm still in gloves
My lace still
Hidden in wardrobe.
I was
My beauty's almost
Gone
My lips
Are dry
Dry to express
Old single Woman
Not Princess
Like you
Full power of lust
And strong soft lips
A girly must....