Whispers of Elegance
Chapter One: The studio exuded the rich fragrance of roses, the light summer breeze teasing the garden’s trees, carrying with it the heavy scent of lilacs and the delicate perfume of pink-flowering thorns.
Lying on the Persian saddle-bags, Lord Henry Wotton smoked, the curls of opium-tainted cigarette smoke dancing lazily around him. His eyes caught the gleam of honey-sweet laburnum blossoms,…
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“ His soulful, tantalizing eyes made me drowning in an unfathomable degree.
Softly, slowly luring me into the unknown presence of his mystery.
His silence intimidated my entity, but none of which ceased the magnetic force prominently embracing my veins.
His self connected deeply with mine. “
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#björk source: @medesima3 #goodnightmood #timeforfantasies #artofphotography #womeninart #womanportrait #beautyandmystery (at Lucca, Italy)
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affliction compels us to recognize as real what we do not think possible.
simone weil
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