As he stood there, the ocean washed his feet
and the silence of the passing night interrupted only the sound
of rolling waves.
His naked, white body still smelled sweet of her skin
and his soft gaze watched the deep infinity.
Perhaps somewhere he wanted to find the place
where he drowned in her a while ago.
As he stood there, the ocean washed his soul.
Price: 25.000,- Czk/1.000 Euro
extent: 100 x 100 cm
(akryl on canvas)
Replica is not available.