Two photos of the day : and she kissed me

Model: Miss C., Film: Kodak B/W 400

Style: Sensual Editorial Fashion Portrait

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I couldn't help

to imagine her
walking beside me on that day

(oh the anarchy)

It was difficult for me

to imagine myself

fantasizing about that too

but

time and energy changes everything

or is it called chemistry?

(oh not now)

breathing rather heavily

yet quietly

I was masking it with a large smile

as wide as the history of man kind

no I was not prone to have fantasies

I enjoy the reality

no matter how unpleasant it could be at times

it might taste like a three day old cup of cold coffee

or a sip of potion made of poison hemlock

and yet

you can appreciate it much more

as its flickering light

shines through like the north star

after the sun sets

right when you need it

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I couldn't help myself

to imagine her

immersed in the waters of a crystal clear lake

stretched naked

looking at me

so calmly yet passionately

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(stop it now)

time to leave
it's the end of another story
with no definite ending
just like the real version of life
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I wonder if cursing the heavens
with an obvious futility
could help me to handle this
or that,

just a little easier
(oh not again, you know that you are not good at cursing)
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leaping off of a building
is not the answer
nor eating as much as Buddha ate
at the end of his life
because let's be honest
he probably was an emotional eater
no matter how peaceful and center he was in life
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what was the root of this desire?
just an animal instinct?
to be accepted?
to be wanted?
to be loved?
or was this
a real deal?
(the real deal he says!)
what is this real deal?
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time was up
I had to move on
a self made timer was ringing as loud as ...well very loud
I probably would never know
or would I?
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and
right
then
she kissed me
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Cheers
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