The Portraits
The mark, not indelible, imprinted beneath my skin
And despite having met you,
And in spite of it also,
The waves will erase
The castles that were built.
The mark, not indelible, imprinted beneath my skin
And despite having met you,
And in spite of it also,
The waves will erase
The castles that were built.
F.K. Cannon Photography 