Some times my eyes literally pop out of my head. It might be while I am out and about, or while I am surfing through the wonderful images the Internet has to offer, but I literally feel my eyes open wider, my breathing becomes slightly harder and I get that wonderful feeling in my stomach – sometimes right down between my legs too – when something really attracts my attention, awakens my interests.
It might be the most innocent of images at first glance or, as here, something which would make me stop and stare in the middle of the street; stop whatever I am doing and lose myself in thoughts of other things.
I’ve said it plenty of times but it’s worth saying again: explicit is not necessarily the best; erotic is that which hides, which suggests, which invites. A person can appear erotic – or a photograph – without all the bits and pieces hanging out for all to see. There is a fine line, I know, but when something is left for the mind, then it is worthwhile as far as I am concerned. The imagination is a wonderful thing, and I love it when my imagination is fired up, when I can come back to something I have seen later on and imagine how it might have progressed.
This found photograph makes me want to see more – sadly I can’t since I don’t know its source – but with my imagination I can create the rest without suffering any disappointments.
Oh if only she was outside, and there was a little gust of wind, just for one, brief moment…
Love & Kisses, Viki.