2/07/2011


The platinum summer rays tenderly envelope the curves stilled by slumber, the crisp cotton leaving its own unique and intimate trace. Yet in his dreaming, it is his lover’s light which swathes his fairness, it is his maddening touch, his butterfly kiss, his blissful heat, which possesses him, which sets him free.

3 comments:

Westernstock said...

Beautiful poetry and picture. Rich, deep, significance combined with sensual experience.

Rebecca said...

beautiful

LORDPATRICK said...

THAT WONDERFUL FEELING OF WATCHING YOUR LOVER STRIP!