Today, the E in the sign was made with wire and lilac-pink tea-roses, and Eliza, pleased enough with the effect to forgo her crossness with 'regrettably unavoidable shipping delays,' was behind the counter partaking in a cup of complementary beverage. There was a full pot ready, in fact, and she was perfectly willing to share.
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"Hello," she said. "I was interested in getting a few flower arrangements for the hotel lobby."
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Would get the blame
For being what it is
The color of a kiss
The shadow of a flame.
A rose may earn another name
So call it love.
So call it love I will
And love is like the sea
Which changes constantly
And yet is still the same.
*obscures*
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TANITH LEE.
SILVER METAL LOVER.
*loves and is 17 again*
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Love the color of the rose.
Love, the ever-sounding bell.
Does she summon to a close?
To the gorgeous gates of hell?
Ah, who knows, who knows.
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... Must pull that out and read it again.
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