Tumbling After

    She wore that dress like it was a Saturday,
    pretty as a summer rose picked in the morning
    and he held her had like she was a mystery,
    one he couldn’t quite believe
    was walking with him.
    They were high up on a hill,
    with something to say and daylight to kill,
    time slips away the way that it will.
    Around and around dancing round the question posed,
    flip a coin and watch it go down into the wishing well.
    Two-steps, sunset there goes another day,
    another chance to give away secrets they keep to themselves.
    Darkness falls without a sound
    They come tumbling,
    Tumbling after…
      
Phyllis - January 14, 2011 - 1:09 am

I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE THEM!!!!!

government grants - January 19, 2011 - 9:49 pm

Keep posting stuff like this i really like it

Kellie wilder - January 20, 2011 - 10:15 pm

Oh WoW! Loved this photo shoot! awesome!

tab mcaally - January 25, 2011 - 12:23 pm

It’s not that I want to duplicate your internet site, but I really like the design. Could you tell me which theme are you using? Or was it tailor made?

Lisa Orgler - June 15, 2011 - 7:01 pm

These are beautiful.

Would you be okay with me using one of your photos from this series (the 10th one down…of them climbing the hill) on my blog? I would, of course, give you full credit and link back to your site.

My blog: http://www.topiaryandtiramisu.com

I look forward to hearing from you. Thanks.

Lisa Orgler

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