Tuesday, 25 June 2013

She mused, She mooned.

"Flaxen hair plaited, skin porcelain, limbs lithe, earlobes drip with tiny diamonds.
Swan-like poise, practised and perfected. taste for lace, organza, Laduree shades.
Shell pink, Opalescent, Prussian blues.
About bows and frous, brocade and tweed."

Vogue, March, 2012

"She mused, she mooned.
‘I suppose you think I’m very brazen or tres fou
pinching her cheeks til the roses came
the way women wear their prettiest everything
expensive imagination, Tulip Texas, Lulamae. Reading dreams.
honest tongues, dishonest hearts
‘Oh he’s not my idea of absolute finito’
moseyed, sea-ward moving, glittery voyager, confetti air,
silvery, her hooves, careened,"

A few favourites underlined...
 Breakfast At Tiffany's by Truman Capote

/ Peonies/ Castle Gardens, Glass Houses.


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