zena holloway
Enraptured by the night,
I slip beyond my own silence
where my thoughts become
like water rippling
slowly inward forming a
tender veil of an interwoven existence
and the whole world just fades away.
I become boundless, without weight and
time makes no demands on me.
Enraptured by the night,
I slip beyond my own silence
where my thoughts become
like water rippling
slowly inward forming a
tender veil of an interwoven existence
and the whole world just fades away.
I become boundless, without weight and
time makes no demands on me.
photographed by Toni Frissell in the June 1, 1941 issue of Vogue.
Before my precious hours slips into dawn
I will walk to the edge of night and
dive deep down
into the depths of the cosmic ocean.
Boundaries crossing,
I journey to this place that sets me free.
Before my precious hours slips into dawn
I will walk to the edge of night and
dive deep down
into the depths of the cosmic ocean.
Boundaries crossing,
I journey to this place that sets me free.
photographed by Toni Frissell in the June 1, 1941 issue of Vogue.
Soul-deep in visions,
there is a fusion of two realities,
of a deep sensuality and chaotic provocation.
My unconscious mind becomes electrified,
knowing anything is possible when you dream.
of a deep sensuality and chaotic provocation.
My unconscious mind becomes electrified,
knowing anything is possible when you dream.
Magical waves create a soft,
warm, gentle embrace.
In this magnificent dreamscape,
there is endless wonders and joy.
Anatoly Beloschin
Shades of green and aqua blue color my world.
warm, gentle embrace.
In this magnificent dreamscape,
there is endless wonders and joy.
Anatoly Beloschin
Shades of green and aqua blue color my world.
It is the dawn of a new world for me,
where dreams that never fold.
voyons_voir_elena_Kalis
As I float free as a child in this cosmic ocean
beneath the power of the moon,
where dreams that never fold.
voyons_voir_elena_Kalis
As I float free as a child in this cosmic ocean
beneath the power of the moon,
only the waves of time
can know where this journey will end.
can know where this journey will end.
When tomorrow comes, I will have to
leave this water world and
will awake to see another sunrise.
leave this water world and
will awake to see another sunrise.
neverletmego
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