Shadow

great erotical shot. wonderful.

A CGI creation of mine ... glad you find it erotic ... I certainly do ;)

ah ah :-)

Bonjour, Jocelyne. Que signifie ah ah ? :))))

nothing ;-)

Old Time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow will be dying.

this is not true for elves

very erotic one (your photo of course ) and lovely

Come, sit we under yonder tree,
Where merry as the maids we'll be;
And as on primroses we sit,
We'll venture, if we can, at wit;

Herrick writes so beautifully! Thought you might be amused by another excerpt :)

I do not really know him, all I know is this because we have same here in France start by
Mignonne, allons voir si la rose
Qui ce matin avoit desclose
Sa robe de pourpre au Soleil,
A point perdu ceste vesprée
Les plis de sa robe pourprée,
Et son teint au vostre pareil.

transience of the day ... belle de jour :) ... but elves shine on forever ... or so they say in the land of Westernesse.

'When, with both my eyes closed, on a hot autumn night,
I inhale the fragrance of your warm breast
I see happy shores spread out before me,
On which shines a dazzling and monotonous sun;'

Charles Baudelaire

Hello! I'm a group administrator of Mono Images. It would be great if you would add this doc to our group. Thank you!

Quel dommage que tes modèles ne soient pas réels...

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I wish they were ... that would be a great joyous work ... to share the creative process ... to surf the emotional rollers. Still, this is a portrait of my soul .... and she's in there not out there ... but projecting is always a pleasure! ;)

:-)

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yup, tis the glimmering girl again! in a more pensive mood in this one but always with stockings!

Yes. She is sad. It hurts so she hides - that. What she reveals is enough to distract from the shadows, which is where the facets that she doesn't choose to shed light on are.

You see the glimmering girl. One's eyes are drawn to the shimmering light...
so attractive!

What do you see?

The stockings?
The curve of her breasts?
The lace of her thong?
The warm glow of light that draws you to her inner thigh...

So you don't see the slump of defeat in her shoulders.
You don't see into the shadows where the facets glimmer darkly.
You don't see... her soul.

I created this image - of course I see all that - that is what gives the image its poignancy - she, shi*, is alone ...