Artistic Photography Dreamlike Portrait Photography by Damien Casals
Night sings its song of
wings
along my skin until I slip
into
the moon’s lullaby to fly
the star path of visions.
The chant of trees guides
me to Jupiter’s oak where
Athena braids my hair
with sonnets of falling
stars.
Etched by secrets I roam
ebony’s curtain where
beginnings
and endings merge until the
weight
of days slips from my flesh
into the ether of
imagination.
Comments
You paint a compelling image here...and love the last 2 lines (the weight of day falling away....sublime!)
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