Run your hand across the glass waves
While our smiles echo under azure skies.
Let the water pull your shame and fear
And wash it away
Over a gray horizon.
Take the plunge with me.
Poetry. Photography. Thoughts On The Way Of Things.
Run your hand across the glass waves
While our smiles echo under azure skies.
Let the water pull your shame and fear
And wash it away
Over a gray horizon.
Take the plunge with me.