A whiff of morning air


A whiff of morning air

A whiff of morning air

She moves in the morning sun, invisible as anyone

She doesn’t know much about kisses,

but she can assure you that hers are no less fierce

than a swarm of bullets tearing the air

 

Her omnipresence is dire

She breathes out, and she enters you:

You exhale and enter into her.

Film made by Amanda Ekström

Curated by Marianna Serveta ft. "Filomena" velvet dress, "Domenico" sheer top dress.

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