TTD: Sunset of Our Secret Place

*Photos Studio 8mm / Edited by Studio 8mm 

"On the edge of dreaming when the brain lets go, 

when it stops its scheming, 

our blood runs slow... 

Then the heart speaks clearly of the things it knows, 

things it brought so dearly at the evening's glow... 

And a misty sunset fills the west with yellow, gold and scarlet red. 

The bowl of space a dawn sheds light upon our silky bed. (...)

undressed, bronzed platinum we are as summer in your golden church... 

Like whispers lost at sea...

we soar beyond the sky of fire...

in harmony within the clash of elements... 

Together lost and free to claim our each desire. 

Like leaves we float to earth, once more...

forbidden passion, romantic eyes, and heated lips...

two burning amber hearts released and drinking slowly 

mysterious champagne of heaven sweetest rest..."

Oksana Rus