When He Buys His Ties

You Know I'm Old In Some Ways-in Others-well, I'm Just A Little Girl. I Like Sunshine And Pretty Things And Cheerfulness-and I Dread Responsibility.

I'm A Cynical Idealist.

She Wanted To Crawl Into His Pocket And Be Safe Forever.

A Lot Of Young Girls Together Is A Romantic Secret Thing Like The First Sight Of Wild Ducks At Dawn.

But His Heart Was In A Constant, Turbulent Riot.