The gigantic fan blade thrust a cold breeze on the Swiss Alps.
Her dark mascara cloaked the scar from the night before.
The trap had to be tighter, else she would lose out on the deal.
Voyeur eyes made sure she was never alone.
The flash bulb shed light on her deepest fears.
That’s what she saw…behind the curtains.
He sailed with her hair waving like a storm pounding the shore.
He ventured to the dark side of the moon with her mascara.
His mind freely unstrapped the big shapely breasts.
He floated with the veins of her body…
He touched her everywhere mentally,
That’s what he saw…on the screen.
Gyanban Thoughts - someone's pain and humiliation is someone else's fantasy and entertainment.But that's the circle of life isn't it...specially for folks in the show business.We only get to see the glamor part, rarely we stop to think what went into making that shot ? Also,if you note,this is a double 55 of sorts.!
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