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Let’s pour moonlight into champagne glasses and come dancing among the constellations in the sky
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“Her skin like rosy marble,warmly shimmering.”
— Moira Egan, from Synaesthesium: Poems; “The Sadness of the Cards” (via cashmerebambi)
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she's twirling like a ballerina
never caring how you see her
kissing on tiptoes
screaming in the wind so
her secrets soar off in the thunder
free from the burdens that hold us under 🎶✨
Ophelia
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💧 Let’s see what happens. 🔥
ELEMENTAL (2023) | Dir. Peter Sohn
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“The morning was a cup filled with mist and glamor. In the corner near her was a rich surprise of new-blown, crystal-dewed roses. The trills and trickles of song from the birds in the big tree above her seemed in perfect accord with her mood.”
— Anne of the Island, L.M. Montgomery (via silverysylph)
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Anne W. Brigman (1869-1950) - The Storm Tree, 1911
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Dmitry Kochanovich (Russian,b. 1972)
Phillosophy, 2019
Oil on canvas
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