Thursday, 1 January 2015

A photographer's muse


I wish to capture you nude
My vision
Your skin

Without colours
Yet ladened with desires
Where your shyness is eclipsed under the starry skies
Only to be captured in my enclosure

I fantasise a creative confluence
My photography 
And your sensuous verses
Where art is redefined in new language

I seek you
So do you
Waiting are we 
Both for serendipity
When you are framed
Inside me.

©LR

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