Rebel OrchidsPressed flowers in a book of ancient spells;More Like This
I've tried so many times to bring those
joyous moments from our glory days back,
but there are certain things that not even
magic can make happen;
for example, darling,
we can't bring people back to life or
make them fall in love.
It's harsh, this reality;
she doesn't see things your way
so you let her go..
Blood streams from an applejack wound.
When you're hurt, I don't know what to do;
run for cover under a shading spruce,
dip a blade in whisky and sour wine,
trying to close the slashed spot up
like a jasmine bud;
sealing its heart for the night.
Girl of ash and stardust;
in another life, I could be with you;
my cheek pressed to your shoulder,
my smile branding
your Mandarin flesh like a tattoo.
In another life,
no one would say it's wrong;
to want someone
as beautiful and mysterious as you.
You wear metal, instead of lace;
boots, instead of slippers and
on her head is a helmet, not a tiara.
Mulan, you refuse to get married.
You run away f