Dancing as immaculate angels
they are releasing unique beauty;
I am staring at them
while my heart is Broken and ached.
Bleeding as being injured
they are telling stories;
I realize they are chasing love
but love hurts them in return.
Note: originally I was using macro lens to shot the flowers, my daughter sneaked in front of camera to look into the lens. By chance her face was also captured in the picture. Her smile is always my Muse.
Thank you. I love Bleeding Hearts, too! I have images of them just breaking ground in late winter. They look really alien, then, but quickly rise and beautify….
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P.S. Delightful little poem that accompany’s….
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Your daughter sneaking into the already beautiful image has made it even more delightful 🙂 I like the effect very much!
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好棒的攝影很喜歡!
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I love the photo. I guess a little serendipity goes a long way. Of course I liked the poem too.
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I love those flowers, they remind me of my old home in Scotland.
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Love the frame and the poem 🙂
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beautiful picture, beautiful flowers, beautiful poem. i have always loved those flowers too. exquisite.
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