There's a magic to hair... I love the feel of a braid like that, falling down my back. Especially when it's not a very elaborate hairstyle. I like the feeling it gives when time passes and the braid unravels, loosening, revealing itself, taking the reins, when the strands come loose, a little messy. I think what delights me is realizing a freedom that has always been there.
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luis-fe-45186 Do you come from the deep sky or do you emerge from the abyss, / Oh Beauty! your gaze, infernal and divine, Pours out confusedly benefit and crime, / And one can for that compare you to wine. Hymn to Beauty (Charles Baudelaire - Les Fleurs du mal)