Poetry of place

As autumn comes

And leaves colour and fall

Some trees denude

And nature

Shows lines of beauty in their bare branches

And love ever in the heart

Whatever her season

 

He wore a brown and black check Zegna jacket, Prada shirt

And chinos

His dark hair tousled

An amiable, wisdom seeking spirit

An optimist

At home in solitude or in the throng

She

Lithe

Blonde

Deneuve like

But something Hepburn too

Immaculate

In Chanel

A charming impish smile

And a giving soul

Creative

Contemplative

His muse

And he her Eros

 

They strolled hand in hand at arms length

Carefree of any captive audience

Eyes only for themselves 

And each other

This was their style

And pose

A poised pair

Not affected, just aware

Going about their life

A loving young couple in central park New York