Thursday, February 15, 2007


Acrylic on canvas, 30" x 36"

There would be times that the body would simply long for the touch of hands, caressing, flitting through the plains and troughs of the skin. Exploring every inch of the body, these hands would indulge itself in the pleasure of feeling and passing on electricity... sweat, moans, silent whimpers... touch, feel, caress... silent smiles, a tear falling from the eye, bliss...

Such musings and thoughts that enter a mind connected to a sensual body.

1 comment:

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