I spent the night on the island.
we wore feathers in our hair and paint on our faces.
We claimed land and watched the stars.
And after all of it, the photos are the only thing
reminding me that it wasn't a dream.
Be my reality always.
2 comments:
Só beautiful.
I love the way you write...
Also the poctures are beautiful.
Thanks for sharing your happyness.
:)
I mean pictures, of course. ;)
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