Winter comes in a crystal ball. I see it, and shake it. I held you inside, safe like the town of a snow globe. The sun sets on your skin, it touches you and somehow you know you can be human once again. So you let it caress you, the little bit of warmth on your shoulders moves them to come alive. Night music transports through colored clouds, in hues of purple, light blue, baby pink and burning orange. They all flood to make magic for your eyes. I am the lonely voyager on deck and she is the sea. It's hard to tell the difference between sea and sky, between reality and the workings of a crystal ball.
hamptons top by Wildfox Couture
cream hamptons vacation pant by American Apparel
mirror aviators by Wildfox Couture
cotton candy coat by Nastygal
photos by Melly Lee