pale violet

Dark fine chocolate and the subtle delicate flavor of lavender. That trigger which makes the images start pouring slow and steady, painting all the walls around. The sweet curves of Haut Provence covered in pale, so very pale tint of violet.

I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do…

I close my eyes and let myself stroll through those waves of violet

you dream big, you actually make those dreams happen. A natural at making things happen that would seem impossible to most others.

I do. I’m a magician whose hands and hair smell now like pale soft violet.

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get along

I am comfortably numb; listening to that clear, soft and cold voice drawing transparent vowels into my ears. e.o.a.e.a.o. Explore the darkness. Amplify echoes of a synesthetic whisper colored in a slightly spicy, heavy, sweet fragrance of tuberoses. Get along. Get along. The quiescent twin is slowly waking up. Stretching itself in the rain. keunyeol ijeo. Subdue the rain. Forget about the street. Just listen to slow movements of your own dance.

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