

Rhod-o-bituarymercury and sapphire; breezing down from the coastline, & rectangular houses, each made out of millenial marble, startled & raving with the birthdays of about-to-come’s, women with dandling astonishment,Rhod-o-bituary
chalice of wine stripping its glass and transparency,
tender kisses & taste of ether; fling
away
&nb
-The rest is, well just dust darling,
Shawn
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The way of ascension is the way of descension
You are my Woman of Steel. You can even look at the poem is a different way... I have found another extension of myself - YOU.
Colette
xox
thanks for the favorite!
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-Clothes may not make the man, but shoes DEFINITELY make the woman-
'What the!?!!? THAT isn't what I saw in the viewfinder!!!'
Thanks for the favorite for "parking lot". And I appreciate the triple dose of commenting you have done on the poem, on this and through email
Love always,
Colette
xo
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"fire thought she'd really rather be water instead" ~Tori Amos
and hello you!! - Looking forward to going through your gallery as well
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Aiya Earendil, Elenion Ancalima!!
Spring has come earlier than expected. I'm returning, trying to define the women, and you know who I am talking about
Love
Colette
xo
Kisses,
Shawn
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The way of ascension is the way of descension
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I've aged and aged since the first page.
I've lived every line that you wrote.
I just sent you something. It is for you.
Love
Colette
xo
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