more words?
i've been liking bits of words lately...
antique memories, yellowed
leave from the the brittle petals
of painted dresses long unworn
.
antique memories, yellowed
leave from the the brittle petals
of painted dresses long unworn
.
posted by irene.e.brisson at 1:58 PM
2 Comments:
between the voice and the lips something went dying?
something with the wings of a bird
something of anguish and oblivion.
er? eek! i'm a sucker.
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