what we remember...

[minxmoxy]

The ashes drfiting down the stairs and into the wind
hair becoming curly when it rains
the music drifting onwad into the early hours of morning
kissing on the stairs and behind locked bedroom doors....

sequins from a party dress make the floors a mess
champagne glasses smudged with red lipstick
and stockings with a hole....

walking in the rain with cigarettes a glow

secrets exposed and people dropping their clothes

XOXOXO

Have a lovely holiday all...
see when you I get back from LA...