What do you see, what do you see?/ Folds upon folds, falling in upon themselves/ Frenzied movement, tossing and turning/ Two sets of longing eyes that yearn to dwell/ with one another. They search for the other with passions burning./ Their limbs stretching out across the bed/ With creases settling into the spread/ And finally do the lovers meet?/ No, I only see an empty bed with scattered sheets
Digital image, 2017, 11x16 in
Digital image, 2017, 11x16 in
Digital image, 2017, 11x16 in
Digital image, 2017, 11x16 in
Digital image, 2017, 11x16 in
Digital image, 2017, 11x16 in
Digital image, 2017, 11x16 in
Digital image, 2017, 11x16 in
Digital image, 2017, 11x16 in