Comments about Simone Santino
with adulthood in her fingertips,
her filthy fingers sexy with maturity
and the crispness of humidity, belonging...
entwined in her hair
she holds her freeing breasts, new within her
she is transforming.
it has happened too quickly
she stares at you with those cliche eyes
flirting with her eyelashes, emptiness,
and a sadness has set in
she will continue
she will break everyones heart
she will stare at you until you crack inside
and until you can make her cry
she will be afraid of that light forever