There is no disagreement in this seduction,
30 weeks in post-porn scarlet resting breath
drying over agreeing chased minutes, lake driven eyes which water over
protected studying mementos of unthinkable girls, damaging the yellow and
making other stories which drip off sleeping cherry fingers. Buried blonde
strokes in between inner thighs and stunning pubes. No uterus just a diary of
sand laid over the sheets, over and over the same type of pale sand, old stone
sand extending the sea and the last of the English coast. Replicating
everything from the sky and the length of permitted rain cutting off your toes.
(Inspired by - Lucian Freud’s – Naked Portrait 2002)
Click here to watch the video of Greta Bellamacina reading Romantic Love in a short film