Describing
It is just astonishing, the whiteness, it will alter. But for now I adore it. Radiant, Bleached, maybe even a natural cotton look to it, but vibrant. The pores are visible now and they look virtuous. Nothing man made could me so awe-inspiring.
I steal a look at it, it stands, and it opens up. I take my first shot of it, it poses, and not knowing-ly, but it does. The pose is innate, and I do not want it to move. I realize the slenderness and the lengthiness of it, how intricate it must be to stand so lofty. Nature has a way of being silently erotic. The focus has been on the center, around its visible reproductive parts. Come closer, get in to it, love it, and do not disturb it.
I can feel the dampness in the air before I notice it in the lenses view. I can tell now, yes the wetness, subtle but fun. The drips forming on your organs, and slowly moving to your foundation, the water looks pure, spring like.
Again, nature has a way of making the natural, sensual and sexual. I want to engulf it; I want it to be with me for ever, really I could be devoted to it, no need to learn to love it. All I have now is a photograph. As I am pulled away, I can not see it anymore, I have wanted this for so long. The quietude is perfect. But I have to drive away, my moment here is done. Perhaps again, but never the same will I be treated to the special ness of this situation. My lesson? The pleasure gained will merely last if it was pure, it should not be bought.
Ryan
I steal a look at it, it stands, and it opens up. I take my first shot of it, it poses, and not knowing-ly, but it does. The pose is innate, and I do not want it to move. I realize the slenderness and the lengthiness of it, how intricate it must be to stand so lofty. Nature has a way of being silently erotic. The focus has been on the center, around its visible reproductive parts. Come closer, get in to it, love it, and do not disturb it.
I can feel the dampness in the air before I notice it in the lenses view. I can tell now, yes the wetness, subtle but fun. The drips forming on your organs, and slowly moving to your foundation, the water looks pure, spring like.
Again, nature has a way of making the natural, sensual and sexual. I want to engulf it; I want it to be with me for ever, really I could be devoted to it, no need to learn to love it. All I have now is a photograph. As I am pulled away, I can not see it anymore, I have wanted this for so long. The quietude is perfect. But I have to drive away, my moment here is done. Perhaps again, but never the same will I be treated to the special ness of this situation. My lesson? The pleasure gained will merely last if it was pure, it should not be bought.
Ryan