The Projectionist

By veinednarcissus

Friday

My imagination is prodigious, and my creativity vast, but my temptation is
too often to not create new but use something existing. I use it in a new
way,not just copying. Today I use my existing body. I am not
frightened of my body. My thoughts often seek it, and glide over it like
oil. My eyes caress it like hands, and I photograph it. The sounds of my
camera are akin to the smack of kisses. I offer you this portion (a hand) of
my body to enjoy. I was inspired to share this by one of you.

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