Pinned
“I don’t want to live—I want to love first, and live incidentally.”
— Zelda Fitzgerald
Atelier Couture | Paradise Collection
Photo by stonehollond
Beauty Imposes BY JOHN SHAW NEILSON
Beauty imposes reverence in the Spring, Grave as the urge within the honeybuds, It wounds us as we sing.
Beauty is joy that stays not overlong. Clad in the magic of sincerities, It rides up in a song.
Beauty imposes chastenings on the heart, Grave as the birds in last solemnities Assembling to depart.
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