Ella
Full of character and playfulness, Ella, with her braided straps and vibrant hues, exudes whimsical delight.
Evi
Tenderness and ease align in Evi, whose sweet, feminine form gracefully slips upon the foot with the fluidity of water.
Elie
Singular, sculptural and strong, Elie is for the woman who leaves a lasting impression and is certain never to be forgotten.
Ethane
Alluring, yet with a breath of nonchalance, Ethane’s beautiful spirit invites you to enjoy picnics by the river with the ones that you love.
Eryna
With the graceful folds of its fabric, Eryna, with its elegance and ease, evokes the gentleness and joy of picking fresh blooms at the open market.
Fina
Playful and full of life, Fina, with its colourful hues and dancing cords, exudes beauty and joy.
Fey
With its understated elegance and feminine spirit, Fey evokes memories spent laughing with friends at cafés, delighting in the joy and simplicity of those precious moments.
Felix
Beautifully easy and enveloping, Felix recalls images of walking out onto the terrace in the early morning, relishing in the stillness of nature and the promise of a new day.
Fedra
Bold, sensual and exuding resolute character, Fedra, with her sculptural elements, carries you with confidence and grace.
Fedora
Leisurely strolls down cobblestone paths, basking in the warmth of the sun… Fedora, with her easy, yet elegant allure, brings you back to the sweetest summertime memories.
Ella
—
Give me a color
And I will paint you a dream
Give me a note
And I will sing you a melody
Give me your love
And I will open my heart
For you and I are a work of art
Perry Poetry —
I long to exist
In the spaces of your heart
Where no one else has ever been.
In the spaces of your heart
Where no one else has ever been.
R.H. Sin —
Woman
You are a poem
Written in pink
Derived from gold
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Evi
Perry Poetry —
And I still can’t count
All the reasons why
I’m wildly in love
With you.
Atticus —
Love her but leave her wild.
—
Her tears fell like diamonds,
Delicate, Precious,
Glimmering in the light
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Elie
—
To love her was to lose yourself, for she embarked you on an adventure to the deepest depths of your imagination.
—
My eyes followed those undulating curves, rising and falling to the rhythm of the tides
—
The trees outstretched
their delicate limbs
as if awaking
from a pleasant slumber
their delicate limbs
as if awaking
from a pleasant slumber
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Ethane
Shefali Dang —
“She is a dreamer
A deep thinker
She is a mystery
A secret keeper”
Marfa Johanna Gadacz —
“I searched for beauty
In every face I saw
Just to find it here
In the fragments of your mind
And I am in awe of your pieces”
—
“Do you remember?,” she asked with a dreamy look upon her face.
“Those endless days along the shore… The sand between our toes, the sun upon our skin and your lips pressed against mine?”
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Eryna
George Eliot —
These gems have life in them: their colors speak what words fail of.
—
Come away with me,
To a place that is wild and free
Where we can laugh
And dance
And play
And thread night’s magic into day
R.H. Sin —
Alone, by herself she built the kingdom that she wanted.
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Fina
Oscar Wilde —
"The curves of your lips rewrite history.”
—
A swathe of black stretched across the canvas
As if an attempt to tear apart
Those two magnificent hues
So clearly forged from the same source
—
Raindrops fell against the windows,
as we shook out the tablecloth
and strewed it across the floor.
We laid out our brightest dishes,
candles and whatever else we had on hand.
Like children playing make-believe,
we sat down to our picnic,
transported to our memories in the Pyrenees,
relishing in a feast fit for a king.
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Fey
George Eliot —
Life seems to go on without effort when I am filled with music.
—
They strolled through the labyrinth of manicured hedges and carefully cultivated
plants. Their laughter echoed across the land, their wild hearts and poetic souls transforming it into a secret garden of their own.
F. Scott Fitzgerald —
“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”
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Felix
Sources of Japanese Tradition: Volume 2, 1600 to 2000 —
“The lonely beauty of half-forgotten places
attracted him much more than the gaiety of the
cities, and he was constantly stirred by wanderlust”
K. Belle —
“Sing to me the words you cannot speak and I will play them like a record”
Perry Poetry —
I find you in
Sad songs
The sound of rain,
Sunsets,
Sundays,
Smiles,
And all the
Small things.
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Fedra
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry —
“She cast her fragrance and her radiance over
me. I ought never to have run away from her...”
Arthur Conan Doyle —
“How small we feel with our petty ambitions
and strivings in the presence of the great
elemental forces of Nature”
—
He studied her curves
Those feminine lines
That flowed like a river
Unbound by space and time
Those feminine lines
That flowed like a river
Unbound by space and time
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Fedora
—
I wanted to engrave each detail
In the corridors of my mind
Memories that would lead me back
To the warmth of your embrace
—
She needed a touch of whimsy to feel at home.
F. Scott Fitzgerald —
“A stirring warmth flowed from her, as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in one of those breathless, thrilling words.”
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