… the fire inside
like wind on the plains, sand through the glass
waves rolling in with the tide
dreams die hard and we watch them erode
but we cannot be denied
the fire inside.
like wind on the plains, sand through the glass
waves rolling in with the tide
dreams die hard and we watch them erode
but we cannot be denied
the fire inside.
I live your photo ...
oranges and burnt yellow tones go beautifully together to create a good background for carina...