Laces

Серафима Пронина
Purple silk- my extra-skin...
Make it sink into the floor.
It's a brand new kind of sin
It's the dope you will adore.
It's another type of me.
Take it off; break up the chains.
There's a chance to set me free:
Lock me up in your embrace.
Velvet roses -our attire;
Thorns and petals- they combine.
Man and Woman. Ice and Fire.
"You are mine and I am thine."