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.