Matthew Williamson Pre-Fall 2009 Reflection.
Jewelled colour, ripe at the mouth of the eye.
Fresh falls of a silvered pattern, under canted vests and along lazy thighs.
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ChloƩ Pre-Fall 2009 Reflection.
She was transcendental, lost and wayward.
A quiet strength, a burnt leaf upon the sand.
Cold desert wind curling its fingers into her hair,
its palms brushing across her vacant eyes -
No damsel so tragic as she drowned.
Another belle endangered,
by her own contorting soul.
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