Feminine Secret
You curl for a moment and than slowly open yourself up — stretching gently, slowly, like a flower of darkness that opens up on the horizon opposite of setting Sun…
I dive into you — like into unplumbed cave under the sea I dive.
Into the chasm, into the darkness…
If you photograph naked women with awe like I do, than you should probably know, that emptiness belongs to them.
All the universal space is theirs.
All those stars, all those planets, milky ways and galaxies — all sing glory to feminine space that encompasses them all…
Ever stretching space and the secret of femininity is not praised enough. Every common man rushes to fill the space with heavy meaning of its(his) existence… to own the space is to be a man, I guess.
But if you genuine enough in connecting with women in any meaningful way — soon you learn their feminine secret — and you learn that emptiness is beautiful enough to be just observed…
