Above us there is only the blue sky, under us maybe nothing. And in between there is wind in our face. Hair flying. Thoughts, too. The breeze fuels our imagination until we are dreaming the same dream between blue and you.
Model: Soman / instagram
Above us there is only the blue sky, under us maybe nothing. And in between there is wind in our face. Hair flying. Thoughts, too. The breeze fuels our imagination until we are dreaming the same dream between blue and you.
Model: Soman / instagram
