There was so much more to him,poet, artist, fashion designer, icon. and yet here she was, finding herself within his clutches as his hold upon her heart as they intertwine with her mind, her soul, her body. can she sustain it, can she truly accept his love for her as she is and him begin to become one, and meet through something that holds the most vale, the still image; it speaks volumes with each one taken. will you truly be able to see the love you share or will the pictures never develop?