Shot with a Canon t2i using a 50mm, f1.4 lens
I want to see your words, not hear them as they fall from fast lips and quick tongue, but watch the soft waves of them as they travel through air, rippling across time, ricocheting off walls and misgivings. Solid words, splashing into oceans as if concrete blankets, fiercely protective, gentle, yet diving with unstoppable force and plummeting to ever more treacherous depths. Hanging onto them will drown chaotic hearts, only the resolved mind prepared for pressure. Sound sinks, but breaks waves in the smallest spaces. Ears remain vigilant, but eyes dream of catching tsunamis of promise whispered through leagues of tumult, raging seas of disbelief.