Est. 2002 - BRINGING YOU THE VIEWS OF TESSADOM
Thursday, March 01, 2012
The tiger lily faces me, and I it. Petals arched back, flush and luscious, stamen a demure puckered kiss on a ballgown of violent, furious, unapologetic red. Undefined cloud slides a hand across the sun's face, and the flower glows.
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