ECHOES AND WHISPERS - UNCUT

ECHOES AND WHISPERS - UNCUT Listen, the whispers, of leaves turn color announce autumn is here. Touch, the echoes of the rain that waters and blossoms spring. Taste, uncut the snow shapes the crisp cold ices the wintertide. See, the sand sculptures that paint that rekindle a childhood summer past. Smell, the seasonal airs stimulates the senses and the memories they carry. In the glee, in the hopes and dreams, in the human spirit, lives the miracle of life. The magnificent voices in every pitch deep and resounding the melody of echoes and whispers – uncut Armand Hamouth

A DROP OF

LIPS STICK What is in a kiss? vision, words, traveled miles. times when you can't stand that you're apart. exploits, milestones, dreams, a heart a voice, a walk, all unopened files. Me You We Tout What is in a singular kiss? Fresh on fresh, Mesh of flesh. a golden moment, total bliss. breath, air, scent, lips, touch, a pair. With both arms both clutch though faint from hold feel strong, consoled. What is it that is in a kiss? the vast chasm of our abyss and more. Armand Hamouth