When soft voices die...
Music,when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory,
Odours,when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.
Rose leaves,when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the beloved's bed;
And so thy thoughts,when thou art gone,
love itself shall slumber on.
Photographer: Jovi
Model: Kiss YANG
Make up: Kiss
Creative: Jovi
Place: Shanghai China
Canon Eos Camera
Soft Portrait Colour Style
ISO: Low
Date: 2012.4
P.S Good news!! I'm printing my first picture book.This book inculding this top photo, and someone i'm not upload in my flickr
So this pic books name is "Sweet Memery". I hope you like it,if you wanna know more, please follow with interest:)))