love it

he asked her, —
why would I wanna be today a paintbrush, milady?
and she replied to him, —
perhaps your feelings wanna interpolate with mine inserting your technique and poetic colors to portray me as you love it
he smiled and replied, —
pink peony is your lips, purple sky and beige of the universe is your wavy hair, the reality is blue like your eyes, and your body perfume will depend on the view of the watcher…

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎
[artwork, — Little Master by Lucia Heffernan]

Ivory Layne • UNSECRET

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