Chaos: Don't Stress, Undress

Thursday is color day? 🤔 I don't typically do colors so... filter it is!

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FEMME FATALE by Jeannine Hall

Even our names sound delicious: Pandora, Delilah, Bathsheba, Lola, Gilda

They speak of us in the language of pastries- cream puff, tart, cupcake

They drool over us, put their hands in our bodies
Oh honey, Oh sugar
As if plunging into layers of white meringues

We dissolve behind veils and trench coats Our faces soon dimming
The whiskey of their tongues already forgotten

Around us the scent of orchids and tobacco lowers bruised and senescent
blooms into the night air, thick with gunfire
 
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Thursday is color day? 🤔 I don't typically do colors so... filter it is!

View attachment 2377805
FEMME FATALE by Jeannine Hall

Even our names sound delicious: Pandora, Delilah, Bathsheba, Lola, Gilda

They speak of us in the language of pastries- cream puff, tart, cupcake

They drool over us, put their hands in our bodies
Oh honey, Oh sugar
As if plunging into layers of white meringues

We dissolve behind veils and trench coats Our faces soon dimming
The whiskey of their tongues already forgotten

Around us the scent of orchids and tobacco lowers bruised and senescent
blooms into the night air, thick with gunfire
Beautiful photo and verse
 
Thursday is color day? 🤔 I don't typically do colors so... filter it is!


FEMME FATALE by Jeannine Hall

Even our names sound delicious: Pandora, Delilah, Bathsheba, Lola, Gilda

They speak of us in the language of pastries- cream puff, tart, cupcake

They drool over us, put their hands in our bodies
Oh honey, Oh sugar
As if plunging into layers of white meringues

We dissolve behind veils and trench coats Our faces soon dimming
The whiskey of their tongues already forgotten

Around us the scent of orchids and tobacco lowers bruised and senescent
blooms into the night air, thick with gunfire
Love just the hint of color and the dramatic darkened half of your face. The poem is perfect.
 
Thursday is color day? 🤔 I don't typically do colors so... filter it is!

View attachment 2377805
FEMME FATALE by Jeannine Hall

Even our names sound delicious: Pandora, Delilah, Bathsheba, Lola, Gilda

They speak of us in the language of pastries- cream puff, tart, cupcake

They drool over us, put their hands in our bodies
Oh honey, Oh sugar
As if plunging into layers of white meringues

We dissolve behind veils and trench coats Our faces soon dimming
The whiskey of their tongues already forgotten

Around us the scent of orchids and tobacco lowers bruised and senescent
blooms into the night air, thick with gunfire
Gorgeous!!!
 
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