Natural Woman


If a picture's worth a thousand words his vocal cords will never find
rest. In this tiny house, his blossoming collection litters
walls where the wall paper used to be. Each image features her,
life's most stunning female. She is his obsession. He captures her
deepest emotions in every moment as she effortlessly poses. Leaves
rustle in the wind- the creation of her twirls. A waterfall of curls
splashes down her back. When lightning strikes, her anger rumbles.
Her tears are a special kind of rain. But his best capture yet,
she saves for only the worthy, the ones who are willing to wait-
It's that vulnerable moment her eyes twinkle brighter than midnight
skies.
Whatever her emotion, no matter the time, he captures each honest
moment hoping that someday man kind will appreciate her majestic
presence as he does. Upon his death, his dying wish:to be buried in
her arms for eternity. To become one with his surroundings
that are the creations of her.

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