Sunday, June 5, 2011

Sundays.


When does it ever stop. To watch the rain fall. To smell the smoke which whimsically moves through your shoulders that sway to the beat. To feel the soft skin that moves through the silk. Turn your music up high. Close your eyes. Light up.
Do you feel me there?


3 comments:

Br00ke said...

That's awesome, did you take that picture? mind bending!!

smash said...

Yes I did!

Br00ke said...

sick