Snowy White, White Flames ’83
Wish that I could fly
I’d be beside you now
But I can only sigh
And watch you circle round
Snowy White, White Flames ’83
Wish that I could fly
I’d be beside you now
But I can only sigh
And watch you circle round
Fiction, thoughts and essays.
Never rust.
Crafting my thoughts into poetry and prose.
Zomaar wat
- Si crea ciò che il cuore pensa - @ElyGioia
Fort Worth Camera Club
All about Life
Poetry, fiction
Photography by Michael Randall
secondlife, fashion, beauty, lingerie...
Photography is the Art of Exposing your Soul
23 years old girl travelling solo on a motorcycle.
haiku + images
A dedication to Hipstamatic
Adventures in life from the Sunshine State to the Golden Gate
waphco wandering photons collector
(Naked, Introspective, Outward-Looking, Exposed... A Work In Progress, Nonlinear...)
So delicately photographed, these remind me of elegant gowns. Beautiful.
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Thank you! Much appreciated! They are indeed very elegant 🙂 white (Spanish) Bluebells… Thank you for your nice comment!
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Very beautiful.
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Thanks so much! Thank you for visiting!
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Like the words you have enclosed. I think the white flowers with a touch of blue flowers in the background is gorgeous.
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The white flowers pop out with this background… Thank you very much! Thanks for visiting again 🙂
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Enjoy your blog. You take some wonderful photos.
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Thank you, much appreciated! I like you blog very much too! You’re very good in combining text and photographs!
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Thank you.
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