I felt watched upon by the guarding Lotus.
As the pressure of life became so fragile
As the sky ovulated above my eyes.
You came down to touch me,
taking the depths of my insides.
Moving my late night climax's in a cycle,
legs laid wide open.
The world laid in front of me.
A moving notion of friction.
A moving noise of nature and myself,
tripping on sex.
TEXT & PHOTO - THE FEMALE ZOO