AUGUST'S CHILL
She stands in the moonlight of August's chill
Wide shoulders and beautiful arms wrap tightly around her
She thinks its love, and always has been
But she changes with the seasons
The warmth she feels now could change with the breeze
He senses her thoughts and loosens
Only for a moment
Only long enough to reassure her with a gentle brush of lips
Lips as warm and beautiful as his arms
She is warm again
For a moment, contented and whole again…
And the breeze blows past
Aimee and Jenny picked me up last Saturday and we just drove around taking pictures of all sorts of stuff.
I edited some of mine and put a few up (a few unedited too).
We should start doing that more often...
Fun with a cause haha.
I haven't put anything up on here in ages.
I finally put up a few deviations, also a few scraps.
I have piles of things I could put up by now, but I think this installation will do for now.