The Essential… (provincial) and somewhat pycho babble of Anne

I would catch a plane and fly to wherever the sun is setting right now… somewhere warm, where the earth is alive with color and the scent of promise can fill my lungs. And the spray of a new perfume can cover my cold, white skin. Because anything has to be better than the placesContinue reading “The Essential… (provincial) and somewhat pycho babble of Anne”

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Se non ci fossi dovrei inventarti

Start with endless love, just simple saturday morning the sun is shining in, and butterfly kisses on the nose, eyelash flutters, fingers splayed across your present imperfection… Add a little, no, add a lot of imagination… and give it a little push, better yet.. a running start- and see how it springs to life insideContinue reading “Se non ci fossi dovrei inventarti”

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