Last Good-Bye at the 6th Hour

Alicia Morris

June 21, 2015 7:24pm
Interesting.

Amanda Swan Erotica

September 15, 2012 6:43am
love all your work

xxSmiley

June 03, 2011 1:04am
Amazing pic LOVE the theme and setting =)

1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8

May 21, 2011 3:10pm
Amazing! I want this done to me! :)

baretoe

May 16, 2011 11:26pm
WIcked Perdy :o

G D Biechele

May 13, 2011 8:26am
Awesome portrait. Creative and artistic work. Captivating!

David J Martin

December 27, 2010 3:22am
Very nice work. This reminds me very much of Luis Arroyo. This looks to me like what Luis Arroyo's work would look like if done on film and computer instead of a canvas. Thanks for sharing.

Ophelia Shalott

December 13, 2010 4:03pm
As I Walked Out One Evening

As I walked out one evening,
Walking down Bristol Street,
The crowds upon the pavement
Were fields of harvest wheat.

And down by the brimming river
I heard a lover sing
Under an arch of the railway:
"Love has no ending.

"I'll love you, dear, I'll love you
Till China and Africa meet,
And the river jumps over the mountain
And the salmon sing in the street,

"I'll love till the ocean
Is folded and hung up to dry
And the seven stars go squawking
Like geese about the sky.

"The years shall run like rabbits,
For in my arms I hold
The Flower of the Ages,
And the first love of the world."

But all the clocks in the city
Began to whirr and chime:
"O let not Time deceive you,
You cannot conquer Time.

"In the burrows of the Nightmare
Where Justice naked is,
Time watches from the shadow
And coughs when you would kiss.

"In headaches and in worry
Vaguely life leaks away,
And Time will have his fancy
Tomorrow or today.

"Into many a green valley
Drifts the appalling snow;
Time breaks the threaded dances
And the diver's brilliant bow.

"O plunge your hands in water,
Plunge them in up to the wrist;
Stare, stare in the basin
And wonder what you've missed.

"The glacier knocks in the cupboard,
The desert sighs in the bed,
And the crack in the teacup opens
A lane to the land of the dead.

"Where the beggars raffle the banknotes
And the Giant is enchanting to Jack,
And the Lily-white Boy is a Roarer,
And Jill goes down on her back.

"O look, look in the mirror,
O look in your distress;
Life remains a blessing
Although you cannot bless.

"O stand, stand at the window
As the tears scald and start;
You shall love your crooked neighbor
With all your crooked heart."

It was late, late in the evening,
The lovers they were gone;
The clocks had ceased their chiming,
And the deep river ran on.