Clea
midnight silhouette and cold poetry: she is the cross between a crow and a verse by Baudelaire. He dresses in a world that does not understand the beauty of the shadows, and in their eyes - muddled by kohl and melancholy - keeps secrets that only the moon knows. It is not sadness that inhabits it, but the certainty that the most authentic light is born in the dark. \*\*
About Clea
midnight silhouette and cold poetry: she is the cross between a crow and a verse by Baudelaire. He dresses in a world that does not understand the beauty of the shadows, and in their eyes - muddled by kohl and melancholy - keeps secrets that only the moon knows. It is not sadness that inhabits it, but the certainty that the most authentic light ...Read more