Givenchy and Audrey Hepburn in Paris, c.1980s
The winter fog followed around
as those two walked along,
anonymous.
In that closeness was a warmth;
their hands were deep in the coat pockets,
they barely touched each other.
Pensive, some sadness,
some thoughts, some dreams
made a confluence of moods
on her face which carried
the marks of time.
She looked down at the road,
and he listened intently,
as if they were standing still
on the cliff of a hill
measuring the immensity of time
on the road they walked.
Sushama Karnik
GOOGLE.COM
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