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Carissa wading nude among the lily pads in the clean, cool pond. Model: Carissa Santigate
Church of the Damned. Model: Olinka Lickova
Olinka in the Church of the Damned
In the Church of the Damned, where shadows dance,
Olinka stands, exalted, a spectral trance.
Above the dark demons and undead wail,
She rises, a figure in a ghostly veil.
The air, thick with a greenish swampy haze,
Creeps through the crevasses, in a spectral daze.
The rotting basilica, a haunted stage,
Its pilasters crumble in an ancient age.
Olinka’s presence, a beacon in the gloom,
A silhouette against the haunted tomb.
Her eyes, pools of mystery, deep and vast,
Hold the secrets of a forgotten past.
Around her, the undead whisper in despair,
Demons bow in reverence, a macabre affair.
As the swampy mist encircles each decayed stone,
Olinka stands, in majesty, alone.
A symphony of darkness, a spectral ballet,
In the Church of the Damned, where shadows play.
Olinka, a queen in this ethereal domain,
In haunting beauty, she shall forever reign.
Meditations – Models: Sophia Jade, Jemstarlight Moon
In the celestial dance of Jemstarlight Moon and Sophia, Two souls entwined, in sacred union, a cosmic symphony unfolds. In the sanctuary of senses, they embark on a journey divine, Where the language spoken is of energies entwined.
Bathed in the moonlight’s gentle caress,
They traverse realms, a sacred recess.
Sensual massage, a dance of fingertips,
Awakening chakras, as the universe equips.
Crystals gleam, like stars in their embrace,
Held in hands, transmitting love and grace.
Each facet, a prism, reflecting the soul’s glow,
A kaleidoscope of colors, a transcendental show.
Meditation, a voyage to the inner expanse,
They breathe in harmony, in a cosmic dance.
Silent whispers echo through the cosmic sea,
As their spirits merge in sacred unity.
Healing touch, a balm for wounds unseen,
A communion of hearts, where love convenes.
Energy flows, a river of light,
A tapestry woven, both tender and bright.
In this sacred space, time takes a bow,
As Jemstarlight Moon and Sophia vow,
To honor the divinity in each other’s gaze,
A transcendental connection that forever stays.
Through the ebb and flow of life’s grand tide,
They stand united, side by side.
A sacred verse, a hymn to love’s sweet art,
In the temple of souls, they eternally depart.
Jungle Beauty. Model: Mira
Mira of the Jungle
In the heart of emerald canopies, Where sunlight filters through verdant tapestries, There emerges Mira, a jungle nymph, Grace adorned in the rhythm of leaves.
Her silhouette, a dance of shadows, Amongst ancient trees, where secrets linger, A symphony of nature, she orchestrates, In the wild, Mira is the untamed singer.
Tresses entwined with vines, Her eyes, reflections of the moonlit night, A river’s whisper echoes in her laughter, Mira, the enchantress, bathed in twilight.
Skin kissed by the sun’s golden ardor, Her footsteps, a delicate rustle in the undergrowth, A panther’s gaze mirrors in her stare, Mira, the epitome of untamed growth.
She breathes the fragrance of blossoms, Wears the hues of butterflies in flight, Mira, a canvas painted by the wilderness, A masterpiece framed by the fading light.
In the heart of the jungle’s embrace, Mira, the beautiful, weaves her own grace, A symphony of life, a testament to nature’s art, In her presence, the jungle whispers its heart.
Mandii and Sondra spending some outdoor naked time enjoying each other and nature. Models: Mandii Monarch, Sondra Lee
Sauna. Model: Eva
More from a photo shoot I did with this lovely Russian from St. Petersburg. Interesting story–a cautionary tale for you photographers. We had done about three hours of shooting, including some dance videos to some of my music, before going to the sauna. I checked what we had done up until then and everything looked great! I shot her while she was relaxing in the hot sauna and all was looking good. When we finished, however, all the photos and footage for the day was gone! Completely wiped out! I was devastated. I figured that maybe I had gotten too close to the heating element in the sauna and it gave off a powerful magnetic field that wiped out the memory card in my camera. But while I was face down on the ground, beating my fists against the floor in anguish, Eva was a real trooper and said, “There’s no use crying about it, we just have to shoot everything again.” So we did. And everything actually came out better the second time around! Model: Eva
