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not here, here, here -eyes closed- a bath rub filled with bubbles shaped like balloons rising in the air her heart cut open, she can’t preclude the secret nature of her love and, he loved her, he loved her he watched her every ballet she danced a butterfly moving on tiptoes tripping the light en pointe with painted pale lips, winged eyeliner silk Lacroix corset and feathered tutu performing Swan Lake at the Palais Garnier the promised faery tale ballets graceful movements to Tchaikovskys’s compositions, telling the story of Odette drowning in the lake falling to her fate -KNOCK- not here, here, here -eyes open- his voice; Laurier her soul; punctured by her lover a locked bathroom door she kisses away her melancholy madness not here, here, here © Sia Jane
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Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 10:25 AM UTC
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not here, here, here -eyes closed- a bath rub filled with bubbles shaped like balloons rising in the air her heart cut open, she can’t preclude the secret nature of her love and, he loved her, he loved her he watched her every ballet she danced a butterfly moving on tiptoes tripping the light en pointe with painted pale lips, winged eyeliner silk Lacroix corset and feathered tutu performing Swan Lake at the Palais Garnier the promised faery tale ballets graceful movements to Tchaikovskys’s compositions, telling the story of Odette drowning in the lake falling to her fate -KNOCK- not here, here, here -eyes open- his voice; Laurier her soul; punctured by her lover a locked bathroom door she kisses away her melancholy madness not here, here, here © Sia Jane
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Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 10:25 AM UTC
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