June Nights

In summer, when day has fled, the plain covered with flowers
Pours out far away an intoxicating scent;
Eyes shut, ears half open to noises,
We only half sleep in a transparent slumber.

The stars are purer, the shade seems pleasanter;
A hazy half-day colors the eternal dome;
And the sweet pale dawn awaiting her hour
Seems to wander all night at the bottom of the sky.
Victor Hugo

Contemplation Opus II

€995.00Price
  • Lyrical Abstract Painting
    Oil on canvas
    Original and unique work
    Dimensions: 65 x 85 cm

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