Sinful Sunday: Inner glow…

There was a star riding through clouds one night, & I said to the star, ‘Consume me’.
Virginia Woolf, The Waves

White hot desire burns within me. I need, I want, I am on fire.

I can feel fingers digging into me. I imagine hands gripping my hips. Pulling my hair. Holding me down.

The inner glow must radiate from my skin. I am amazed no one can see it…


(Christmas lights are *so* much fun!)

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Sinful Sunday

0 thoughts on “Sinful Sunday: Inner glow…

  1. You have an unquestionably beautiful inner (and outer) glow. Also, this photo is amazing! When I first saw it in the preview, I thought it was a nighttime scene of a mountain road, the lace of your bra were the trees, and your pale illuminated skin a headlight lit road. So lovely!

  2. Beautiful effect from the lights, but the idea behind it – that your desire is so strong that it shines out of you in visible light – is even more beautiful. I love it.

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