I know her only as a picture, yet I want to know much more, and find what lies behind her shaded eyes. Where has she met with wonderment? What stimulates the cries of her delight? And when does she bestow her sensual perfection, giving one enamored man a vivid, private show where two physiques and souls shall merge and stun their avid hungers with a multitude of massive affirmations? I would be that man, to probe her layers from the crude and basic to refined, sublime, and free expressions celebrating life and lust and mutuality of naked trust.