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Blossom Beauty







Because of you, in gardens of blossoming
Flowers I ache from the perfumes of spring.
I have forgotten your face, I no longer
Remember your hands; how did your lips
Feel on mine?

Because of you, I love the white statues
Drowsing in the parks, the white statues that
Have neither voice nor sight.

I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice;
I have forgotten your eyes.

Like a flower to its perfume, I am bound to
My vague memory of you. I live with pain

That is like a wound; if you touch me, you will
Make to me an irreparable harm.

Your caresses enfold me, like climbing
Vines on melancholy walls.

I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to
Glimpse you in every window.

Because of you, the heady perfumes of
Summer pain me; because of you, I again

Seek out the signs that precipitate desires:
Shooting stars, falling objects.”

Pablo Neruda





Original source: Fashion Gone Rouge,
Photographer: Sam Bisso @ Hart & Co
Stylist: Emily Ward @ Hart & Co
Hair and Makeup: Victoria Martin
Flowers and Set Design: Fleur McHarg
Clothes: Toni Maticevski
Model: Linnea Grondahl @ London Management

Monday 21st September 2015