paulxstoney:
you are late
Zeb Andrews:
To the scattered winds go
Zeb Andrews:
A broken dream of a ghost forest
Tony Immoos:
Hiding Reality
claypanpete:
transition2
tulasinandan:
Evenin'
crankykoopa:
Japanese Hill-and-pond Garden at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden Infrared version III
crankykoopa:
Violet Smoke
Julian Kaesler:
Friday Morning
mikegyver8:
Some kinda flower...
~ geisha ~:
all my fragile strength is gone...
Felix M. Cobos:
Camino rural
~ geisha ~:
the words he said to me drifted away in the wind...
~ geisha ~:
shade
~ geisha ~:
angel's wings carried him to me...
~ geisha ~:
to change is to grow...
~ geisha ~:
made a fire & watched it burn...
~ geisha ~:
i've seen you before...in some kind of dream...
~ geisha ~:
will you catch me?...
~ geisha ~:
for sapaho...
~ geisha ~:
K's fault...
~ geisha ~:
& make me art...
~ geisha ~:
spring has secrets to tell...
~ geisha ~:
just the way i am...
~ geisha ~:
but you're so hot that i melted...
~ geisha ~:
my head understands...but my heart doesn't know how not to miss you...
~ geisha ~:
for Karen...
