

SirenLike an aphrodite stepping out of the ocean of history, The crystal cold water of time dripping off the body of hot bloodied youth, Every drop that caresses your lips, is vaporised by your pure kiss, Every drop that falls from your breasts, a coveted memory soon to be forgotten, Every drop that runs down your thy, an envied lover driven to madness by your touch.Siren
You turn for warmth towards the sun in the west, but alas, it is a setting sun, and now you are naked and alone in the dark.
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many of my images can be purchased through my website [link]
my 2010 calendar can be purchased through red bubble:
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In reality I am a mere mortal trudging through time and space only to leave these digital marks for future trudger's that follow.
Thanks for the faves hun
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Someone once told me life was like a Bed of Roses, but they sure as hell forgot to tell me about the thorns.
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