Beneath his eyes

To live with him is like to live in a poem. He captures me as if he could read my soul. 

Photography by Glauber Venturini

you watch me while I grow.
You're always watching me
you caught me
a poem for you
vai me ouvir tocar?
waiting for you
Glasnevin
Rio Tejo e nós
Botanic Garden
Crumlin
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made with love & poetry