Central Park – Richard Calvo

by thisismypicture

Richard Calvo

Richard Calvo

The quick capture of the moment.
Quietness, and yet the mumbles of low voices,
gently whispered into his lover’s ear.

Coldness.
The crisp sound brokenness,
snow underneath my feet.

Pink hidden in white,
romance hidden in loneliness.
Enclosed by the trees,
guarded along the path.

This is my picture.

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