Submissions by writingdoll (mridual prabhaa)

I like it when the wind blows in my hair
I like to dance without a care
I like to dress up and like what I wear
I like to live life now and here

You like me covered head to toe
You like to see that you want me to show
You set the parameters for my life
Now I tell you that is not right

If you get aroused looking at my hair
Stop looking my way while I am here
My spirit is free and so is my hair
Stop me if you can, to you I dare

I like some colour on my dress
Not to show you or to impress
My pure soul can not...