"There is a splendor dissatisfaction in the crimson wave of red
That brightens at the moonlights touch
Stripped bare of the shore that guides it home
The hollow taste of freedom lingers where love used to lie,
Ribbons of sand dancing in the soft stretch of wind
Reaching the waves as tender droves in the night
Washing all sins goodbye"
Anna Catherine
2 comments:
I love it when a model connects with me with her eyes. This ones seems to be looking into my soul.
An outstanding image with wonderful words to match. Very captivating
Bravo!
D.L. Wood
thank you D.L. Wood
Anna is very special artist, poet it was a pleasures to work with :)
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