Sky Bridge

Sky Bridge

They built a bridge across the sky. We would walk across the bridge on sunny days with our fingers trailing in the mist of the clouds. We would walk along the bridge with held hands, fingers locked together, as the wind races and whistled around us. We would stroll along the sky bridge every Sunday. We looked down and watched the green continents drift like clouds and the tiny specks of birds drifting like dust motes. Sometimes we walked over the section of the sky bridge that covered the oceans of blue and marvelled at the curve in the Earth. We always finished our walk wind swept and cold but my kisses on her lips were always hot at the end of the sky bridge journey.

I hope you like this photo. Another sky shot but this one a little different. When I came across this I knew I had to photograph it. I hope you enjoy the photo. Enjoy your stroll along the sky bridge :-)

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