Me he quedado atrapado en tu mirada. Pero qué bello es sentirse así, atrapado por amor... Te miré, te vi, y en ese instante se me olvidó quién era, a dónde iba. Toda mi vida se paralizó en ese momento. El vagabundo que había en mí cesó su movimiento...
Poema: “La dama y el vagabundo”, (Fernando Cravioto, 2013) - adaptado -
The contrast between the skin and the rough rock is striking. The pose feels very natural against the landscape. Good use of texture in the stone.
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