bows.
collars.
velvety goodness.
straps and packs.
endless braid.
pretty rad street style.
fall and fanny pack attack.
via
You stand upon the earth, filled
with teeth and lightening.
You spread the kisses and kill the ants.
You weep with wealth, with onion, with bee,
with burning abacus.
You are like a blue and green sword
and you ripple, when I touch you, like a river.
-from Pablo Neruda's "Ode With a Lament"
...lavois
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