as i can beseems i watch the world spin by destructive intercourse with my feeble mind. cant catch, cant breath, cant find my breath when you look at me, without you cold as death distance hides, your face, your smile my catatonic, lethargic self, denied.as i can be
i miss, all this, that you bring to me so not shared but it will never be. i kiss, the picture i keep, in my room close as i can be.
touch in a dream i watch you walk by despair, drain away, from me. dreams derailed, waking now to find never been so far from you. never been in such a bind
silently in lovesilence, as the heat bakes the sand between our toes. the sound of waves crashing on the rocks is all that is heard, the smell of salt and perfume mingle in the air. there she sits, staring into the sun. thoughts flood the minds of those who wish for this. that wish for love on a summer day. a torrent of possibilities collide in one spot. like a tidal wave crushing down on me. the endless wonders, of all that is, or could be are we blind, do i feel, what i think i see? is this angel sitting with me, by the sea? crossing time, and hours like the boats in water. being pummeled wisilently in love
picture windowPicture windowpicture window
I see it out there Through the window, it dances
And twirls in the sun, just out of reach. First I wrap lightly on the glass pane, to avoid being vulgar and disrupt The elegant display. So alive, so happy they seem, That which is love. Soft, Warm, and Alive. … … no response, only silence in my rapture. So I knock louder, and call to it,
please come to me. There is but still dust, hanging
in my empty room. all arou
well they aren't new. but
i added them on there..
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always, amanda.
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always, amanda.
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InVi Studio
Editorial . Commercial . Fashion . Fine Art
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"If a man speaks and no woman is around to hear it, is he still wrong?"
98% of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2% who hasn't, copy & paste this in.
You have an interesting writing style.
I like the photography.
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"While I'm wasted as you taste it
Wicked pleasures, sins of flesh and blood"
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"Though I can hide my cold gaze and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable, I simply am not there" ap
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Welcome to dA, I hope you're going to enjoy your time here. At first, everything seems to be a bit confusing but once you get the hang of it it's just a great way to find new art, get inspired and get feedback.
Stop by my page if you feel like it,
Sandra
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