Tuesday, April 12

Incomplete and Everything

People & portrait photography by Laura Visigalli



The pages are empty.
The story is incomplete.
I have my own
And yet to be written
I feel nude
And tempted to be with you
Or may be
Am being optimistic
To be able to
Enjoy your beauty
In the most darkest
Sense of fret self.
Am unknown to many
But you know my
Deepest tactions
And so are you... For me.
Everything would be written again
In black and white
Without an empty page.

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