Ravished, she stirs
Tousled between the sheets
A breath, crisp idyllic morning
And his scent upon her skin.(Paris, France)
This path I traipse so strangely
Familiar, its leaves lead me to
Days long gone; the winds echo
Whispers of your voice, in the
Light it shall guide me home.
(Stockholm, Sweden + Photography: Dorothy Ew)
(Model: Joseph Black + Photography: Marco Budding)
They course through my mind, the way
You course through my veins.(Padua, Italy)
Love takes us on journeys,
True love brings us home.
(Amsterdam en route, The Netherlands)