I find myself dissolving
into your secret flesh;
losing myself; living in you.
Burning with feverish dreams,
sordid nightmares assault me.
I am yearning for completion
yet dreading the inevitable.
I feel you swallow me and I die.
My bones, my sinews, my guts fade;
and you are all that is left.
I look into your ancient eyes
and fall into oblivion.
I kiss your Aztec lips
and find smoldering honey
enticing me ever further...BIOI'm 46, live in Seattle, work for a non-profit agency to pay the rent and do freelance 3D illustration to feed my soul and ever-expanding tech budget.
I'm also a 32 Freemason (sinister organ music, please) and serve as the web master, historian and Junior Warden of my Lodge, Doric Lodge #92. I'll happily answer any Masonic related questions via e-mail. There are fewer secrets than most imagine. Most importantly, guys, you have to ask in order to join. There's a strict rule against inviting someone to join, so if you're interested, contact the Lodge nearest you or IM me and I'll send you in the right direction.
Comments (6)
RussoGraffix
She shows such strength in her face and the way she is standing. Nobody better mess with her.
Lorraine
very nice love the textures....interesting symbolism
ShadowWind
Very beautiful and shows her strength. Wonderful...
-renapd-
Definately image of the week for PWFW's front page.. wonderful render & camera angle, contemplating expression and powerful concept overall! :)
Barbarellany
Beautiful work, particularly her facial structure. I also like the richness of the fabric.
Mondwin
i say only beautiful!!:-)))