1.
when there were no preludes
only the hazy lightness
between sleep and awareness
of your fingers
grazing
the side of my hips
i know there was something more
in the dim candlelight while
lips kissed the arch of my bare
shoulder.
author’s notes-> I really want to say that this also will be a study using the following artist for picture inspiration: [image credit; jeanturco] It is based on concepts of nudity. Not entirely consisting of naked-ness, but the act of making one-self vulnerable to another’s eyes, while embarking on a passionate and intimate passage. It is also the showing of flaws, and the most dangerous of all…our hearts.
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Will be continued as study.
