Iris (Woodstock 1969)

Iris twirled beneath the sky, a wildflower in the midst of a sea of kindred spirits. The rain kissed her skin, cleansing away the grime of travel and the weight of her past. Naked from the waist up, she moved with a primal grace, the daisy crown in her hair a beacon of her connection to nature and the divine. Each ...더 읽어보세요