Model: Nastassia F. Styling: Me Photo&Edit: Me Assist: Tobias K.
I find the map and draw a straight line Over rivers, farms, and state lines The distance from here to where you'd be It's only finger-lengths that I see I touch the place where I'd find your face My finger in creases of distant dark places
I'm miles from where you are, I lay down on the cold gound I, I pray that something picks me up And sets me down in your warm arms
This is very beautifully done - the colors and expression are captivating . You are one of my favorite photographers. I just happened to notice that this is very similar to another image on this site, with the exact same caption and almost the exact same pose and angle, except the other one was posted about nine months ago. Is this coincidental? This is the other picture: [link] Either way both are very nice.