“Do you want to kiss the sky?”
she said. “Then do it.”
And the world fell away below
In the icy blue and white-
There was freedom in this great empty
And it was all for me.
Poetry. Photography. Thoughts On The Way Of Things.
“Do you want to kiss the sky?”
she said. “Then do it.”
And the world fell away below
In the icy blue and white-
There was freedom in this great empty
And it was all for me.