i want to wave a wand over myself & become the wild love thing i know is somewhere beneath my skin [the dark secret of my soul]

because i don't want to risk the fallout of all the past thats --->in between<--- us.

i want to bundle you up

& take you to California with me

so i can feed you grapes & strawberries from a farmer's market in Berkeley,

paint eachother black & create new identities

for our strolls on Telegraph

but most of all..show you off

so Strawberry Canyon can compare her beauty to yours

[& realize she pales in comparison]

[[& have picnics with bubbling champagne & when the bubbles shoot thru our heads & when we can no longer stop laughing [but we can't remember why] then we will fall down and sleep in golden rays of baby sunshine with your arm across mine, we taste of warm/sticky champagne & when we wake up you will still be there, unlike the dreams i've been having lately.]]

<3<3<3

*****IMPORTANT*****ALL IMAGES POSTED WILL NOW BE FOUND UNDER THE 'ABOUT THE VIXEN' LINK. [aka the last link of my diary]

i posted images of myself. they are awful but at least you'll have a face to put w/ the writing eh?

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