The sky is creating a rainbow above us my love,
I want to walk around the world holding your hand,
I don’t care if people judge us,
I want to yell out to the universe that love is universal,
The sexes in our bodies are what we are, female or male, it doesn’t matter,
It is a monsoon of emotions,
The stars will be guiding us to the moon and the moon will illuminate our bodies when we make love my beautiful woman,
Yes! A lesbian is what I am, but in the end I’m still a woman with feelings,
With hopes, with tears and love with no ending,
A woman that likes strawberries with cream, flowers and butterflies,
But it is the kiss from another woman that turns me on fire,
It conveyances my body and soul into a whirlpool of this mystical creature that is waiting to explode from the one thing she desires most,
Love.
Love.
The photograph is simple, yet effective and corresponds with the poem quite beautifully. The strawberries are used in a literal sense, because the poem talks about enjoying strawberries and cream, but they also represent something more symbolic of the female anatomy. Great work.
ReplyDelete-Chelsea H.
This image is very powerful and fits perfect with the poem. Perfect use of Symbolism. Very simple.
ReplyDelete-Kyle D.