"IN THE FOREST" Out of the mid-wood's twilight Into the meadow's dawn, Ivory limbed and brown-eyed, Flashes my Faun! He skips through the copses singing, And his shadow dances along, And I know not which I should follow, Shadow or song! O Hunter, snare me his shadow! O Nightingale, catch me his strain! Else moonstruck with music and madness I track him in vain! ~ Oscar Wilde
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laura Hains 10 Apr 2013
beautiful quality in this photograph (:Joanie Holliday 10 Apr 2013
"GORGEOUS" CAPTURE GUY.... JOANIE