If Lana Turner were a color she'd be the color of Snow. Not the color of snow falling or the color of snow during a storm or the snow glistening just after a brisk snow fall but the color of snow after it's been on the ground, lingering awhile; the color of snow after it's picked up some shadow of city dust and smudge; that color of snow with a few glistening sunbeams dancing on its icy slick surface.
If Lana Turner were a color she'd be shiny white ice with afternoon glow burning beneath.
If Lana Turner were a color she'd be the color of a big city street light at midnight.
Jeff -- I won't forget yr bad & beautiful honky tonk. we who were young keep our powder dry despite the persecution of latin lovers. I know it's slightly dangerous for a prodigal to have a life of his own. somewhere I'll find you in flame or flesh because yr big cube's got the action.
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If Lana Turner were a color she'd be the color of Snow.
Not the color of snow falling or the color of snow during a storm or the snow glistening just after a brisk snow fall but the color of snow after it's been on the ground, lingering awhile; the color of snow after it's picked up some shadow of city dust and smudge; that color of snow with a few glistening sunbeams dancing on its icy slick surface.
If Lana Turner were a color she'd be shiny white ice with afternoon glow burning beneath.
If Lana Turner were a color she'd be the color of a big city street light at midnight.
Jeff -- I won't forget yr bad & beautiful honky tonk. we who were young keep our powder dry despite the persecution of latin lovers. I know it's slightly dangerous for a prodigal to have a life of his own. somewhere I'll find you in flame or flesh because yr big cube's got the action.
. . . yet my heart belongs to Andy Hardy. he's so green.
hmmmmm.... Diane sd he was a portrait in black. but maybe that's 'cause he betrayed her.
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