she is a fraying patchwork girl with seams full of love and thread gentle to the touch. under my gaze and observation she is sewn up with the brightest violets and marigolds, which hum the sweetest tunes and make me catch my breath. she travels through my veins with her shades of purple and dances melodies on my heart. she charms me with her hands full of yellow and heart full of sparrows which sing songs of wonder and adventure. i become weighted down by her kindness and brown curls. i drown so beautifully in her laugh that i hold my breath and silently wish for forever. she is a fraying patchwork girl and i love her so. she is a fraying patchwork girl who you would love to know.
