Chanel Number Five
Date: Thursday, 7th August 2014 @ 07:13:59 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: JohnRhinem

Tender beauty, so meek as mild her frequency transmitting....
A high wires transcending this nether world their gates; these doors
Beyound the taunting dreams haunting purity's child and she baroque; in embellished opulent melodies her, nativity ?
Sensuous, divine proverbs tales from time's crypt ? Charmed his cobra strikes bedazzled nay an assuage Halos of ivory silk somatic
Memoirs a spectre's eclipse; centres hypnotic scent; adhesion's picturesque: framed, her love's window ? Soft as brisk la feminine, she wakes.

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