Saturday, November 13, 2010

La Femme Parallel

I was so young when we first met,

She took me by the hand.
She led me to
the first floor,
She sent me to the clouds,
She showed me the stars.
In her room, ?infectious? perfumes
On the walls the pictures were all parallel
Always losing herself a bit, in the clouds.
Always losing herself a bit, in the stars.


2 comments:

  1. I love this, looks like the next hat I'm making is a top hat!

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  2. oh yes!
    will it have mad hatter flair??

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