SHE WEARS...SHE WALKED AND STOPPED...


THEN ELEGANTLY DROPPED.


THE LIGHT IS

AND WILL BE PROMISSING.


SUCH AN IMMACULATE SHINE...

HOW CAN SHE RESIST?

HER LUMINOUS EXISTENCE IS SPREADING

AND THE COPIES OF HERSELF ARE FLOURISHING.

AT FIRST SHE IS WEIGHTLESS ...

THEN NAKED OF ANY AMBITION...


CLEAN ...AS A SWAN FEATHER


PURSUING HER OASES ...AS IF IN DRAUGHT...

OR SOMEHOW A BABYGIRL IN GROWTH.

AND THEN...REAPPEARANCES.


IN DENIM...BUT...SMOOTH LIKE PRECIOUS COTTON...

IN RED...IN GREEN...IN BLUE...ΙΝ DARK



SILVER OR GOLD...

YELLOW AND FLASSHY...

A RED PASSION

HERSELF...


OR THIS BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY

MADE OF FLESH AND
CLOTH

SHE SCANS HER EXISTENCE SO THAT ANYONE CAN REMEMBER....

SHE IS BECOMING A WOMAN..NEVER ENOUGH


SHE IS THE FAIR LADY OF SUMMER....

AND NO DOUBTS FOR THIS...

NOT A WORD...

JUST ACCEPTING..ENJOYING ....FULLFILLING...LIKE NICE VACATIONS

THE SUN...


THE WATER...THIS ILLUSION OF SPARKLING...WATER...

SHE IMAGINE...ONLY ONE HEART FOR BITTING...



AND THE WOMAN..





FLAME...ON MAUVE PERFECTION


THE BLACK...
.BALANCING ... THE MIDNIGHT BLUE

WITH ..SEDUCTION AND JUST A BIT..OF WHAT HAPPENED...

WITH GOLDEN...ILUSSIONS....DEEPING IN GOLD FOR REAL...


ALL ROLES...


WITH SILVER-GREY...FLASHES

WITH ...ORANGE...TONING..JUST JUST ...SQUEEZED...

WITH TURQUISE...EXOTISM FOR HER VIRGIN ISLANDS


WITH ...ROSE ..CANDY...TASTE


IN PERFECT MIXT...

WITH ...TRANSPARENT...LOOKING


WITH AN ...INNOCENT...INSPIRATION...A GODDESS.. WHY TO WORRY??

WITH THE...FLAME OF PASSION ALWAYS KEEPING HER LIVE...

WITH THE EARTH...TONES OF BROWN

WITH THE...MYSTERY SIN...OF BLACK

OF THE DOLLS

WITH THE DIFFERENT OPTIONS...OF LILAC...

WITH A...SPORT...MOOD


WITH THE LIGHT OF...LIGHT BLUE..AND LIKE THE SKY

WITH THE MELLOW...YELLOW...STRIKE...

WITH FRESH ...GREEN FEELING....


WITH FRUITY IMAGE


SHE IS THE FAIR SUMMER LADY...



COVERED BY LEAVES AND SEEDS..
AND A DEVIL..WHO...TURNS THE MIND OUT...THE GLANCE CATCHED...BUT ONE ...KEY ONLY ONE...







BUT SO SO REAL...

TRADITIONAL OR NOT...BUT DELICATE...



LOST IN SUNSETS OF THE SUMMER.....TRANSFORMING...
AND THEN THE
MUSIC ...AND THE ...BLUE..


VELVET DRINK....AND SHE IS THE TASTE...ALONE..


THE END...-
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