Monday 15 December 2008
Tuesday 18 November 2008
Tuesday 4 November 2008
Monday 3 November 2008
Thursday 30 October 2008
Dear Maiden,
Inhale.
There is no depth colder, no kiss deeper.
Her salty potion curses through your veins.
Her demeanor rolls down your spine as you dive into her arms.
That vertigo rush is her gravitational pull, a noxious spill of liberty.
My dear maiden, the ocean, she is a lady of perpetual indulgence.
There is no depth colder, no kiss deeper.
Her salty potion curses through your veins.
Her demeanor rolls down your spine as you dive into her arms.
That vertigo rush is her gravitational pull, a noxious spill of liberty.
My dear maiden, the ocean, she is a lady of perpetual indulgence.
Your first breath ...“oh, trespass sweetly urged, give me my sin again”
Words Shannon Powell , Photos Freya Esders
Tuesday 28 October 2008
Tuesday 21 October 2008
Thursday 16 October 2008
Tuesday 14 October 2008
Rolling...
The first few steps for Rosemary's baby are being taken here....
trepedacious yet excited....
lets hope she soon learns to run.
trepedacious yet excited....
lets hope she soon learns to run.
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