Alien entrancement continued. In a past pasture washed in crimson and shale, a house is built for the rose alone.

Transparent dimensions stretch through the patch-work architecture. Through life-form silhouettes.

Stripped down to formal line, they still reach out into space for their much sought after delicious kiss.

The icing on the cake. The union of their sensual bliss. They share a heart. They share the sun.

Gleaming and beaming beneath a yang pressed sea. The sky and the earth become one.