I thought…there is the eloquent icon, the form, the art, speaking of how a woman’s body, her deepest emotions - irrevocably intertwined with her sexuality as the two are inexorably “one”, is the most exotic instrument a man can create with, orchestrating, as they say, her body to heights she finds herself wonderfully lost in…as the wood and steel of a cello sing at one’s hands…chilling the audience… well played, well loved, hopelessly desired… .JW.

I thought…there is the eloquent icon, the form, the art, speaking of how a woman’s body, her deepest emotions - irrevocably intertwined with her sexuality as the two are inexorably “one”, is the most exotic instrument a man can create with, orchestrating, as they say, her body to heights she finds herself wonderfully lost in…as the wood and steel of a cello sing at one’s hands…chilling the audience…

well played, well loved, hopelessly desired…

.JW.

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