

The funeral of butterfly"Fly no more" they say "Fly no more" Shivers Down the spine. So soft. So obdurate. The shackles loosen. The chains broken. Strugglings For a breath of west wine A drop of April shower. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop.The funeral of butterfly
"Fly no more" The dew on the porcelain wings Flutter. So dirtily. So courteously. Flip. Flap. Flop. The sweet scent of daffodils The dance of butterflies. Petals wither.
Sing For evanescence. Dance Towards deliverance. Oh hail, fair Cerridwen Sagacious demise.. My


Elegant EncryptionSpeak to me With more than thine eyes, They that cut to the quickElegant Encryption
And spear with their lies.
Words can wonder Hanging,
Like harlequins, Like a jungle trap, Like myriad shards Of variegated crap, Searing to sunders Our plans for unrequited sins.
Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot Can wrestle for control While the jester (at long last) Can dust off
The crowns that he stole. But they know that they know That as the world was hung The best songs that were ever heard Were never ever sung.
Shaharazod knew &nb
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You have a beautiful gallery, I like this kind of art, a mixt of mystery and dark light.
See Ya!
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// kamermans.net
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xoxoxo Melanie
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De temps en temps,
Le Bon Dieu rit a me voir
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