Photography by Imogen Cunningham
even as
white roses
fill
the room
with their
sweeping
summer scent,
they
cannot
compare
with the
fragments
of you
left
upon
my pillow.
lingering
searching for simplicity
Photography by Imogen Cunningham
even as
white roses
fill
the room
with their
sweeping
summer scent,
they
cannot
compare
with the
fragments
of you
left
upon
my pillow.
maysa-maria kristina gadelha peterson
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