Melbourne Candid Series #1116 Latrobe St

 

A woman, smuck smile playing coy,
Threads the night on Latrobe’s ploy,
Beneath the argent veil of gloom,
She weaves through shadows, soft as bloom.

Her presence—ghostly chiaroscuro—
Etched in black and white’s soft furrow,
A fleeting waltz of light and shade,
Where time itself seems dimly swayed.

Behind her, silent, stilled in breath,
A man absorbs the night’s bequeath—
That sly curl, that knowing gleam,
A whispered riddle, half a dream.

On Melbourne’s street where darkness sighs,
She moves—a secret in his eyes.

Sony A7RV

FE 50mm f1.2 GM

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