Are you ready for another Boobday? I think I am. I tried using my “good” camera this week and I decided soon after that my phone camera and subsequent editing options are much more user friendly. I can still use the same lighting “equipment” with my phone.
Her goal has always been to leave an impression.
Wonderment, confusion, passion, lust?
Sure that chapters of her past were carried on by shunned lovers.
Imprinted, scribed, tattooed, memorialized.
Time passes, people grow and move on.
Then, unexpectedly met longing gazes held steady, bolster her ego like no words can.
Even though it was questions they mostly held.
Always seeking to know the end of the story.
I wish I knew what it was about her.
She walked away more than once, and never looked back.
Sought, hunted, turned around. They all tried.
That was how her book was written.
And for a certain person commenting below, the date stamp better read about five minutes ago: