laying together on a blanket under the night sky, i see my perfect nightlight just as the moon shines on her body, her soft skin glowing into my soul in effervescence

her reflection captivates meher darkness teaches meher essence fills meher light calms meher soul caresses me...she is my fascinationshe is is my artshe is my glowshe is my loveshe is my dance

imagine if you could dance with a tree, floating over the water on a mystic dance floor shared only by you and your tree in alchemy, all amidst a warm morning mist wrapping itself around your legs, up to your belly, as your own impression surrounds you in a dance within your own mirrored reflection, you and your dancing tree...how cool would that be? totally mystifying

if but a momenti have with you, one that's spentdancing, i'm content (a haiku by bodhinku)

in misty beauty never before seen,sweet sounds of a forest so serene,embracing and peaceful, so fresh and cleanas birds songs are whispering their routine. those reflections gleam in the aquamarine... morning light glowing on your leaves so pristine,so angelic, so ageless and always evergreen, dance with me, my lady, my love, my queen

i do not want you to just be into my photography, instead, i'd much rather you take a journey into my pictures, and feel the impression i have created, feel it with all your senses

when you are there, be truly present, be into that moment, 100%, and that place, or person, or experience will forever become part of you

before you, i stand, and i realize, that i never knew how good life was, before you

as a flower, she knew he was no god, because he existed. he just was. and he was always there for her. his being was the heart-shaped light from the way-beyond. and when she saw his glow, felt his warmth, and absorbed his energy into her delicate petals, she now touched magic. and she knew with such a certainty, finally, what love truly was