The scent of hyacinths, like a pale mist, lies
between me and my book;
And the South Wind, washing through the room,
Makes the candles quiver.
My nerves sting at a spatter of rain on the shutter,
And I am uneasy with the thrusting of green shoots
Outside, in the night.Why are you not here to overpower me with your
tense and urgent love?
— Amy Lowell —
Welcome to Sinful Sunday. I am delighted you got your technical hitch sorted out and I hope this is the first of many entries from you as it is beautiful, sensual and very erotic
Mollyxxx
Thank you so very much, Molly! xo
What a lovely shot! The light and your muscles are beautiful.
I was surprised by that! (Residual swimming muscles from over a year ago…) Thank you for saying so, Jo… so kind of you. xo
love your pic – shoulders and bum….. the verse is lovely too
BMN x
Thank you… so very kind of you to say! 🙂
Absolutely beautiful x x 💖
Thank you! Such generous eyes you have. Lola xo
more please…
*Blush… 😊
Absolutely stunning. And the accompanying verse is the perfect complement.
You are so kind, thank you! I love the verse, too. 😍
Lola
I really like this image. Such a gorgeous back.
Thank you! Your feedback is such kindness – I don’t think of my back that way but it’s lovely to hear. Truly.
Lola 😊