"Unflold" Marie Digby [link] These hands that I hold behind my back Are bound and broken by my own doing And I can't feel anything anymore I need a touch to remind me, I'm still real, oh no
And I don't wanna go on living Being so afraid of showing Someone else my imperfections Even though my feet are trembling And every word I say comes stumbling I will bare it all, Watch me unfold, unfold, unfold Unfold, unfold, unfold
My soul, it's dying to be freed See I can't live the rest of my life so guarded It's dying to be freed, it's up to me to choose What kind of life I lead
This is one of the best things I have ever shot. In my opinion.
You are the best. Thank you so much.
The title is the translation of what a water lily means in the language of flowers.
a courting ritual of the Victorian age.
And no need to fear the flowers, my friend. (hehhee...alliteration.
Thanks for the smile, Chris.