D. (dalaruan) wrote,
D.
dalaruan

the gift of pomegranates

To her I was the ideal man: brains, pluck. And there was none dressed better.
Vladimir Nabokov, Despair

Gian Lorenzo Bernini - The Rape of Persephone
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