♦Ruled by a Garden of Stars ~

What he interpreted as apathy was really helplessness. He simply could not read her; he was her innocent, incorrect, ignorant darling.
He continued: studding the crown of his colourless fantasies with images of Infanta. His woman looked down,~ her heart thundering away inside a bubble that her lightening had no power to burst.
She drempt of faeries casting a spell upon Hideousness : ~ ~ ~
smashing it into fragments, transpiring it into the air, and capturing it in bottles~
They caught them, cured them, and renamed them: Destiny, Hope, Faith}

~ Thierry Mugler ~

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    hold you in her armchair, you can feel her disease
Dream colours

(no subject)

Searching with the innocence of uncertainty


& close enough to inhale his breath :
Gifts borrowed from the eternal summer of his heart,
bringing mine~ breezes pure from a World whose day needs no sun to lighten it.

Bring me to my knees if it's ok to plead
{Stratus} Serenity: Lilac & Pink

i. S T R A T U S

Teasing Bliss. Love carried by the smouldering light of a flickering Heaven, a fluttering Ministry.

~ { His Brooding Beauty } ~ Living is easy with eyes closed
~ { Beggar with a Beastly tongue } ~ That is capital; but now you must dance for me

. . . bear me away on your snowy wings ~ to my immortal home . . .

Deepest Desire

Death of an Angel | Titania

"Then she paused. A rose shook in her blood, and shadowed her cheeks. Quick breath parted the petals of her lips. They trembled. Some southern wind of passion swept over her, and stirred the dainty folds of her dress. . .

The girl laughed again. The joy of a caged bird was in her voice. Her eyes caught the melody, and echoed it in radiance; then closed for a moment, as though to hide their secret.

'He wants to enslave you.'
'I shudder at the thought of being free.'"
~ The Picture of Dorian Gray

spirit-sweetening energy

~1st lucid dream}~ protected from nightmares when you realize your spirit is awake
~silky bullets of deep red lipstick}~ lipgloss - girl; lipstick - woman
~climaxing through power of thought alone}~ female wet-dreams
~light & innocent; passion-scented flowers}~ silent energy
~lonesome weeks filled: her secret nymphomanic days}~ psyche


little two-way mirror

"I feel beautiful because You are the beautiful half of me" ~


"I wanna see the sunshine after the rain,
I wanna see bluebirds flying over the mountains again.

With the silver linings shining at the rainbows end". ~

{ Diary : Entwining Ivy I }~
Dreams & their wings.




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spherical pearl; photosynthesis. her own


Today was a beautiful day to feel a little braver.
To try on adult-world strength no longer makes me feel like a little girl trying on her mothers clothes.
I am teaching my voice to carry a clearer elegance; & communicating lightly with my hands instead of having them folded across my front~ as though I'm trying to hold myself together & would fall apart the moment I relaxed them.

My room is graced with flowers that I gave myself ~
they remind me that I outshone my expectations of what I thought I was capable of. Even if I fail next time, I'll be reminded that I have reached, touched; That I have completed the sphere of strength with this action makes me taste something inside that was always lacking before; I won't let it go.

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