Sedated on a sun high. Desert lips, brush up against it all. I feel the sun bleed through my skin and i’m saturated. Mind sinks into a warm-soak, I throw my legs up and smoke in the van. It’s all too real, the most natural of highs. Shaken by the infinite variety, I let my left hand slip onto you. We’re in it, and we’re free. I pray and I see it all passing. No, I never ask for anything to stay. Did you find your fear? Do you feel it? I see it all as flowing, I get over death as if it never happened. Perpetual and eternal, I am one with it all.

lingerie by For Love & Lemons

sunglasses by Zero UV

photos by Kayleigh Waterman / edit by me