As if standing in a nightscape blessed by Bob Ross himself.
Above us a circle of friendly treetops and shades of darkness I was yet to see.
Stars.
Around, us. And nothing but silence. A sound so intense I can almost hear it.
Hugged by life. Hearts wide open. We dance.
Who loves like this anyway?
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🎶 Retrograde by James Blake
Credits
Custom illustration by Jarom Vogel (Related mention: Drawing practice – Tools I Used)