Tagged: 정호승

Leaves, too, have their bruises. Petals, too, have their bruises. Walking across a field with you and sitting to watch the changing evening colors, leaves filled with bruises waved their hands. It is the petals...

I don’t love someone who has no shadow. I don’t love someone who doesn’t love shadows. I love someone who has become shade for a tree. Neither shine nor shadow but dazzling, how beautiful is...