Tuesday, April 21, 2009

You dream of colors that have never been made....

I want the sky to be a ceiling of scarlet leaves....


I want to hide in a sea of crimson umbreallas....


I want to sail the sea into a ginger sunset...

2 comments:

  1. AW!!! Beautiful. I love that song so very, very much.
    Only the curious have something to find.

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