The coquette that is my butterfly;

The coquette that is my butterfly;

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With wings of bronze and black,
She fluttered high into the clouds
With no point of coming back.
High and far did she fly
Into the great blue abyss;
I wonder if you wonder
That you are being missed?
I hope you hear this loudly
In the blissful Summer Sky
I love you, my sweet
For you were the coquette that is my butterfly.

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thefashiondontlivewithoutvogue:

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“The Play’s the Thing” - Vogue UK April 2008

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abiloves:

When shipped abroad, a Christian Lacroix wedding dress travels upright in a cloth case, each layer resting in a bed of tissue. Such extraordinary care and attention to detail is the foundation of the couture.

i will marry almost anyone to get this

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