sexy morning

lingerie, corsett and powdering gown

back to former times <3

Morning by Frank O'Hara

I've got to tell you
how I love you always
I think of it on grey
mornings with death

in my mouth the tea
is never hot enough
then and the cigarette
dry the maroon robe

chills me I need you
and look out the window
at the noiseless snow

nostalgic curlicue blows kisses and love