#mamzelle

[craftbeerparade]

Oggi mi sono fatto un regalo di #Natale anticipato, un vero gioiello e grazie a @hoppy_ending per la segnalazione! #birra #birraartigianale #sour #mamzelle #deleite #craftbeer #craftbeerlover https://www.instagram.com/p/BrIKvmggIhK/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=8qxy8mn6n4ms

[djb-rys]

Imperio Club 😎🔥🔥🔥 @LeckYougo X @B_rysDj #Showcase #Leck #Live #MamZelle (à Imperio club Pierrelaye)

[djb-rys]

@LeckYougo 🎤 @B_rysDj 🎧 Même le dimanche ! Yuup 🔥🔥🔥😎 #Show #Live #Leck #DeepLounge #Paris #MamZelle (à DeepLounge 75015)

[djb-rys]

@leckyougo 🎤 @b_rysdj 🎧 Grosse ambiance à l'Infinity Club de Liège Last Night ! Yuuup 🔥🙏 #Showcase #Leck #ElleAimeTropCa #MamzElle #Liege #Belgium (à Liège, Belgium)

[manicpixiedreamgirl-strikes-back]

Mamzelle

"Mamzelle" by Mary Wilson

The Summer Term had just begun;

My desk was warm beneath the sun;

I leaned across the window ledge

To smell the springing sweet-briar hedge.

The quiet garden seemed to wait; 

I heard a footstep by the gate,

Across the grass a shadow fell --

    I looked -- and saw Mamzelle.

My mouth is dry as she goes by --

One curving line from foot to thigh --

And, with unEnglish liberty

Her bosom bounces, full and free;

Pale skin, pink lips, and wide blue stare,

Her page-boy fall of silky hair

Swings on her shoulders like a bell;

    O how I love Mamzelle!

She cannot get her idioms right,

She weeps for Paris in the night

Or in the tension of the Match,

She laughs when someone drops a catch!

The other staff are not unkind

But distant; she tries not to mind,

And I would gladly go through Hell

    Just to protect Mamzelle.

On Conversation Walks we go,

I touch her sleeve -- she doesn't know;

All summer's beauty round her lies

As 'Parlez Français, girls!' she cries.

I do not smile, I do not talk,

In silence by her side I walk

And hope that no one there can tell

    How much I love Mamzelle. 

The sunny days are hurrying past;

Their painful sweetness will not last;

The poppies burn among the hay,

The heartless cuckoo sings all day;

The Home Farm woods are green and cool,

There's laughter from the swimming pool.

At end-of-term I say farewell,

    For ever to Mamzelle.

Perhaps I shall forget her face,

Her gentleness, her body's grace;

Even her accents, deep and slow,

May be forgotten. And I know

That I, throughout the coming years,

May love with joy, may love with tears;

But shall I ever love so well

    As now I love Mamzelle?

[mamzellejosee]

Hi! Cute lady xxx...

[foufe]

Ylva : model Mamzelle : photographe Juanitie and dye : hair style