Divine Sensuality

In a secret meadow untouched by man, Nymphs and Dryads dance to the beat of pan. Naked beauties linger sensually — truly divine. Their scent is intoxicating, like a fine wine. Unseen by any, but the children of the dirt. Tucked away from pain, fear and hurt. Music plays at a feverish pace. Ecstasy pours … Continue reading Divine Sensuality