Midsummer wine, naked toes and the smell of love. The music broods - TopicsExpress



          

Midsummer wine, naked toes and the smell of love. The music broods and drifts with a primordial beauty marked with the dark undertones of desire. A heart shaped cloud slowly dissolves in the ocean sky and the breeze whips up an unexpected drama, just to remind her Hes there. Time stands still in defiant adolescence as the world rushes to an inevitable and melancholy conclusion with its firesides, laughter and tender embraces. She mourns the summer from the imbalance of the equinox, it all swims to darkness eventually.
Posted on: Sun, 27 Jul 2014 14:55:03 +0000

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