Sunday, August 24, 2008

Little island, dance with me.

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.


Mila said...

Só beautiful.
I love the way you write...
Also the poctures are beautiful.

Thanks for sharing your happyness.


Mila said...

I mean pictures, of course. ;)