love is all at once very complicated,
and very simple
Love is
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On a walk
on a walk,
I take a camera and shoot pink petals
and tiny buds through an old iron fence,
my mind blank,
and somnambulant
forgetting
I forget everything, and yet at the same time, I forget nothing
A morning in May
on a morning in May: tiny pellets of snow falling on tender grass and purple violets
at 5:30 am
at 5:30 am: the blue light of dawn, strong coffee and vanessa’s gaze
Right Now
right now: is it that everything matters, or is it that nothing matters?
Lately in images
