DiLacerda | ph: Fred Othero
dusk is welcome. outside my door, sounds are muffled and distant. i draw the blinds, and rush the night. with each lit candle, the walls get closer and finally appear to undulate, like butterscotch moving. but it is the music, just the right kind, that makes this room my sanctuary. a place where i can begin to remember exactly who i am.
4 comments:
"You, all of you,
In the shadow and in the light."
Frieda Kahlo
I would not mind being with him in the shwdows are light.
WOOF
Ray
I love this, light and shade, desire and love.
my room is my sanctuary love this
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