the moon had an energy for those past days that would flood her mind and make her thinking restless with white ivory tattoos, feather dreams and the scent of burnt leaves.
verses burned everlasting and the heart was a pigeon, shyly hovering on strange windowsills.
dress courtesy of romwe.
photography by zora beer.
verses burned everlasting and the heart was a pigeon, shyly hovering on strange windowsills.
dress courtesy of romwe.
photography by zora beer.
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