— Blase’

Tipsy gypsy wind hoisting my white dress like a flag in surrender as stardust shimmers between the grass where we crash into the garden the scent of your perfume perking up the flowers wildly roaming about us Lingering in sunset I watch the colours drain from your eyes down into my Soul… – Jen

via — Blase’

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