The girl laughed again. The JOY of a caged bird was in her voice.

Her eyes caught the MELODY and echoed it in radiance, then closed

for a moment, as though to hide their SECRET. When they opened,

the mist of a dream had passed across them.

She was free in her PRISON OF PASSION. Her prince, Prince Charming,

was with her. She had called on memory to remake him.

She had sent her SOUL to search for him, and it had brought him back.

His kiss burned again upon her mouth. Her eyelids were WARM with

his breath.

.

- Oscar Wilde

Ok so now some words from myself: I'm an amateur photographer (as my portfolio makes evident) so I mostly experiment with color, saturation, lighting, and filters on photoshop. Any and all comments are appreciated as long as I can learn from them. Hope you enjoy my portfolio!