He followed her.
Into her eyes.
A stippled smile.
Cunning certainty.
She was there.
Bound and gagged.
Tickled by corals.
Shaped like hearts.
Waves of current.
Sweet summer rain.
. . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . .
Torrential torture.
Sweet silence.
Words and photography © Anette Hermann.
The sound of blogging will never sound that same to my ears again. :-)
Then I sure hope you enjoyed the sound ;)
I did , I do !
Lovely. I love the tranquility of the sea and imagery of corals shaped like hearts.
Sandee! Time slipped while staring at the sea. Thanks for your comment and apologies for my late response.
he followed her into her eyes…. love it!!!!
Thank you Moth I’m so happy you do!
Oh…this is just beautiful. It made me feel a bit melancholy, in a good way. Just perfect.
I think “…melancholy, in a good way” is the most fitting description! Thank you Sophy.
Truly beautiful Anette! Missed you….hope you are well :-)
Thank you so much Madhu! Apologies for my late reply, I guess I got a little lost while staring at the calm sea. I am well thank you, and hope you are too. I will come see you soon :)