The secret

The evening languid and drawling
Park purple, fragrant wax
Zatselovali each other
The statues stand in a circle
The smell of roses fills my head beckons
Horse wondered in the fog
In the maze, the rustling of silk
Here fell a cocked hat
The cloak flew behind turn
And fantasy flight...
Brain swept away, eager shade
Hands plexus, the plexus of the lips
Stuffy, tight corset
It will be our SECRET

work for bedroom and boudoir, gives an atmosphere of playfulness and allure. Work dressed in dark delicate frame.
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