was just at the ocean the other day swimming in the waves... they never stop do they, one by one they just keep coming.. like thoughts or memories that wash over and soothe.. so many footsteps, apart, being smoothed out back into an endless notebook of sand and broken shell.. imprints that push the swells back from once they came, to that other side where touch never left, it simply rests on the lips of smiles from afar..
luv your sentiments here, as always..
xo
Posted 12 Years Ago
Invisible fear at the ending is making the true realistic European scene in here, wondering, and letting it in the middle, of ones mind... it's no happy ending, it's art. An amazing job Dutchy!
Welcome to my page and thank you for stopping by. I am Arianna, half Dutch, half Greek, half explorer, half philosopher. I was born in Amsterdam but at the age of one I moved with my parents to Greece.. more..