all this talk
today
of inspiration (lack of)
the muse (in absentia)
deliberate practice (to compensate for)
how odd
now I find myself
here
empty handed
no oranges
or peeled grapes
or giant leaves
to fan
her beatific head
just me
frayed edges
jagged borders
gentle persuasions
and everything in between.
naked.
and yet,
she invites me in
and I lose myself to her
again
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another stunning pic. If only I had the money (and wall space!) My house would be full of these gorgeous images
xx
Beautiful. I love the images in your words as well.
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