they say a picture is worth a thousand words. let me tell you of the image before me, an image that haunts my dreams and warms my soul.
sunlight pours through the window, bathing cheap art and furrowed bed clothes in gold.
the man's cotton shirt is unbuttoned,revealing a small patch of wirey black hair.
the woman's dress is open at the top,showing clearly defined collar bones and a graceful neck encircled with a band of brown and silver.
her hand is a blur of motion, reaching to hold the man's unshaven face. the silver on her finger has no definiton,yet describes the upward movement's urgency.
their bodies press together with something more than desperation, more than hunger-their bodies cannot be close enough.
the man's neck extends slightly downward as the woman's chin lifts into the fruit of their passion:the press of the long dreamt of,the long desired kiss...
sunlight pours through the window, bathing cheap art and furrowed bed clothes in gold.
the man's cotton shirt is unbuttoned,revealing a small patch of wirey black hair.
the woman's dress is open at the top,showing clearly defined collar bones and a graceful neck encircled with a band of brown and silver.
her hand is a blur of motion, reaching to hold the man's unshaven face. the silver on her finger has no definiton,yet describes the upward movement's urgency.
their bodies press together with something more than desperation, more than hunger-their bodies cannot be close enough.
the man's neck extends slightly downward as the woman's chin lifts into the fruit of their passion:the press of the long dreamt of,the long desired kiss...
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charley:
I never take pics and I think I remember why now 
nic:
In the Furi Kuri picture? They look like gardening gloves!