There so many things I love about this picture. The birds: guardians or just watchers? The stacked books. The second nude in the picture frame. The bright white light slashing across her thighs. The look on her face. Her red lips, open, revealing sliver of white teeth. Surprise and surrender.
If every picture tells a story, this one is a novella.
And I don’t think I could have found a better song to go with this picture than this one:
The Electrician by The Walker Bros.