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Forever in a golden dream

Strange pink gash strewn

Across a soft blue stream

Blinding white slash

Under a pale moon colored cream

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The bright amber lights glare

Twinkling music plays overhead

Happy faces with angelic stares

Painted figures blurred

Hidden engine gently purrs

Turning in steady motion

A ride of eternal emotion

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I'll never leave

I'll never abandon

My beautiful noble steed

These creatures painted bright and exotic

Secret fantasies revealed

Fascinating and hypnotic

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Close your eyes

Just imagine your there

Onto the cold brass pole

I hold on tight

As the Carousel turns

Onward into the night.

-JJazmine

Pleasure Little Treasure

  I came across this article in telegraph and it caught my attention: apparently there was a flat in Paris that had not been open for 70 years, it's owner an aged woman who passed away in 2010 at 91 years old,  fled to the south of France shortly before WW2 and left behind a what seems to be a collection of paintings, furniture, and other items from before the war.


      Already one piece in the collection has been auctioned off for €2.1 million, an undiscovered painting by Giovanni Boldini. The painting of a lady now identified as one of his muses <---- how does one pluralize muse?>

    Any ways I Just thought this was a lovely story and there are photo's to match, everything in the room has a layer of dust gently coating it and the sunlight making everything in the room glow brilliantly. This is my Favourite Picture it just shows how innocence can be left behind in a flash when one is thrust headfirst into the real world.


here is the Link to the story:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/europe/france/8042281/Parisian-flat-containing-2.1-million-painting-lay-untouched-for-70-years.html