She has a strange look. She is like a little princess who wears a yellow veil, and whose feet are of silver. She is like a princess who has little white doves for feet. One might fancy she was dancing.
(Source: evaandmadge, via moldavia)
She has a strange look. She is like a little princess who wears a yellow veil, and whose feet are of silver. She is like a princess who has little white doves for feet. One might fancy she was dancing.
(Source: evaandmadge, via moldavia)
I’m one of those people that you have to keep your eye on or I’ll wander off into the woods and forget to come back.
(via moldavia)
Hanging out down the street
The same old thing we did last week
Not a thing to do, but talk to you —
We’re all alright, we’re all alright.
(Source: clavicola, via shesinacoma)
And all my days are trances,
And all my nightly dreams
Are where thy grey eye glances,
And where thy footstep gleams—
In what ethereal dances,
By what eternal streams.
(Source: the-final-sentence, via shesinacoma)