Imprints

May 20, 2016May 20, 2016Steven Baird

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She viewed the remains of her greatest romance, relived the music, fell into his dance. Perfumed vanilla and mint, a whiff of sorrow adrift in the parlor. At six he would leave her with nothing but flowers. She wore her sunflower dress to their first kiss, imprints of gray, barely a mist. A last dance, my love, before the orchestra finishes; a dream, a bare dream, before memory diminishes.

fell. Xx. May 20, 2016 / 12:06 am

There’s no better way to describe this but just… Beautiful.

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- Steven Baird May 20, 2016 / 12:14 am
  
  Thank you. 🙂
  
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Tosha Michelle May 20, 2016 / 1:35 am

Really moving

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- Steven Baird May 20, 2016 / 1:56 am
  
  Thank you. 🙂
  
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  - Tosha Michelle May 20, 2016 / 2:02 am
    
    You’re welcome x
    
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  - Steven Baird May 20, 2016 / 9:37 am
    
    🙂
    
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Helen Jones May 20, 2016 / 1:09 pm

This is gorgeous.

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- Steven Baird May 20, 2016 / 11:12 pm
  
  Thanks so much. 🙂
  
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wyco May 20, 2016 / 1:49 pm

Exquisite.

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- Steven Baird May 20, 2016 / 11:12 pm
  
  Thank you. 🙂
  
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hjphotography11 May 20, 2016 / 3:38 pm

Stunning

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- Steven Baird May 20, 2016 / 11:11 pm
  
  Thank you. 🙂
  
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  - hjphotography11 May 20, 2016 / 11:12 pm
    
    🙂
    
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Tom's Nature-up-close Photography and Mindfulness Blog May 20, 2016 / 7:08 pm

Very moving!

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- Steven Baird May 20, 2016 / 11:11 pm
  
  Thanks Tom!
  
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Rareity May 20, 2016 / 11:43 pm

Very nice

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- Steven Baird May 20, 2016 / 11:50 pm
  
  thank you. 🙂
  
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