Rosanna Cappiello ~ Untitled

Rosanna Cappiello ~ Untitled

I know this ventures more into the erotic (as opposed to figurative) realm than we usually see on P1xels, but what the hell. It’s sexy and saucy and I’m in a good mood because P1xels is back online again.

Thank you, Rosanna, for this lovely image.

“How do I look to him?” she asked herself. She got up and brought a long mirror towards the window. She stood it on the floor against a chair. Then she sat down in front of it on the rug and, facing it, slowly opened her legs. The sight was enchanting. The skin was flawless, the vulva, roseate and full. She thought it was like the gum plant leaf with its secret milk that the pressure of the finger could bring out, the odorous moisture that came like the moisture of the sea shells. So was Venus born of the sea with this little kernel of salty honey in her, which only caresses could bring out of the hidden recesses of her body.”

― Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus

http://youtu.be/X0d5rH45Ux0

Femme Fatale by The Velvet Undergound

Here she comes
You better watch your step
She’s going to break your heart in two
It’s true

It’s not hard to realize
Just look into her false colored eyes
She builds you up to just put you down
What a clown

‘Cause everybody knows
The thing she does to please
She’s just a little tease
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks

You’re put down in her book
You’re number 37, have a look
She’s going to smile to make you frown
What a clown

Little boy, she’s from the street
Before you start, you’re already beat
She’s gonna play you for a fool
Yes, it’s true

‘Cause everybody knows
The thing she does to please
She’s just a little tease
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks

‘Cause everybody knows
The thing she does to please
She’s just a little tease

Poor Edie.

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