tableau Vivant
If the suspense doesn’t kill you……….
These simple feelings were maybe all I had………….
I want to hear your voice………
Your fragrance is my breath…………
Darkness becomes my light……….
Every place we have ever been……….
Mix the colors in the palette, pick your filter……..
There’s a hundred ways to leave……………
Somethings that never change……..
Preparing for the right time……
