She ravalled into the room, a'move with purple smoke,
pearl sunk eyes resonating the stone of the highlands side,
the lines of her body drawn with an oil paint kissed brush and the delicate stroke of an artist, composing a scene to swarm eyes fixed to love... [contd.]
The face in its naked and destitute expression causes freedom of will to falter and opens a ‘me’ to goodness. Its bareness is what exposes purity of our being and connectivity from the inside to the world around us. [continued]
Getting ready for Saturday night? Listen to our newest Lovecast from Aio to get in the right mood for a long night of dancing ;)
Philippe Birker, one of the co-founders got interviewed by Connectivityroom.