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The Telling...
A draft...
The Telling The office, finally quiet of the pain it still held...Luciana wrote her last therapy note in long hand and locked the pad in her desk. Thinking of her last client and her body relaxing after the experience of intense sensuality she felt with the beauty, her body still reeling with thought of the beauty. Luciana turned off the light on her desk feeling sadness with what she already knew she would not do with her date this evening. This place with it's trees, and gray skies was still a mystery. She got into her car, and turned on the ignition, her thighs still stinging with desire. Luciana pulled the car toward her date's address as she thought of herself as a relic of some other time, a distant place where control of Self was a virtue. Mariana was already at the door at Luciana's arrival...opened door...helped her in...closed door, still Luciana's thighs were on fire as she got behind the wheel once again. Luciana looked at Mariana across the table, the candlelight flickering, of course. This woman's green eyes, kind, desirable, as Luciana took in the tone of her eyes, their shape, the brilliance there and felt sacredness at their beauty, and sadness at knowing she would not kiss them, or even acknowledge their want. Luciana had taken Mariana home after dinner had brought itself to its end. Luciana entered her home and began her next life...the phone rang..."Lu, I just wanted to know that you got home ok." Luciana could hear Mariana's breathing..."Yes, I got home ok. I'm getting to work now, I'll call you tomorrow.", Luciana said even as she thought she would not use the phone for the entire weekend. Luciana took her jacket off, walked to her palette and immediately relaxed. Taking the cadmium red deep she thought it the color of blood...a good thought...she turned to her painting in progress, of the woman who had sat for it...and remembered the energy between them as Luciana painted her...and now alone, without her it felt safer...controlled...and Luciana grayed down the cadmium red deep and began to paint the lips that she had briefly tasted...and relaxed knowing she would go no further...no further...her need for self control imperative. A draft...©Greco 2013 |
The Telling
The painting went well this night. Luciana looked at herself in the mirror and contemplated her own image. She lived with images, and feelings, made her living sensing, and seeing. She smoothed coconut oil over her face, and the image of Mariana opened before her...Mariana, stunning, sensual. Why did she not take her? All the signals were there.
Luciana gazed at the silver hair riding her temples, and the mirror seemed to open to her thoughts...Mariana, was also gazing at herself in the mirror, wondering, thinking about Luciana and why this night came to such an early ending...Mariana gazed at her body, touched her arms, her breasts, and thought, "I am gorgeous. Why didn't Lu want me?" She felt Lu's energy embrace her at that moment, as if Lu were there touching her, caressing her, but she shook herself out of this fantasy. Luciana, gazed into the mirror and for an instant felt the impulse to call Mariana...to tell her that she wanted her, desired her at that very moment. Luciana did not call Mariana. Luciana went into her bedroom, and prayed for self-control. She did not sleep soundly that night. Tomorrow she would do her long run. A draft...Greco |
I just swooned :bunchflowers:
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That's it?
That's all we get to read? Very interesting start. Would like to read more Greco. :rrose: |
Luc Claudia
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Luc sees her behind her desk, front office. Luc opens the door and enters knowing that Claudia doesn't know what Luc looks like nor that she is coming to meet her this day. Luc's gaze is steady, taking in Claudia as she approaches the front reception desk...Luc wonders what her scent will be, what temperature her skin at caress? Luc stands in front of her silently savoring her beauty with eyes that sense Claudia's surprise, and feeling the energy of her wetness. Luc walks around to the entrance of Claudia's station and extends her hand, Claudia rises as she gives Luc her hand. Luc draws Claudia to her gently. Slowly Luc breathes her in, and places lips warm, and hungry on Claudia's soft shoulder. Luc then stands back and both look into each others eyes with the knowing of its promise. continuing ©2014 Greco |
Okay. It's been a loooong time.
Dear Greco, may we please receive a new installment? :rrose: |
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You have a way with words...Luc and Claudia are "dead in the water". This story I've decided not to continue, but who knows, I'm sure Luc is alive and well...smiling...and will have a story to tell.
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Paper and Pen
This seems a beginning of words again... Writing you... Sometime if we ever live in a place called our home I will still write you letters, even while your in another room, I will write So that when I'm no longer there You will know I have not left you and that love never dies. ©2017 Greco |
The Path...
ASMR and a Good Cigar one way I relax...with the espresso and... Greco |
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Crackling Fireplace with Thunder, Rain and Howling Wind Sounds (HD) Always thought these videos were kind of strange...but tonight I want a thunderstorm...and a fire...hmmm, a story in the offing?...quizas...quizas...safe and cozy while the storm rages outside...this is music too... Greco |
debajo del aqua
Beneath the Surface - A Free Diving Film HD Ashleigh Baird - Freedive against all odds Greco |
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A Finnish woman swims in a frozen lake to treat her broken leg. When she jumps in, I'm speechless. (f) Greco |
campfire asmr
4K Campfire by the River - Relaxing Fireplace & Nature Sounds Greco |
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Cos'è l'Apnea - Emozioni senza respiro - Apnee - Apnoe - Freediving Greco |
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Silence... - Vargo (f) Greco |
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Alexander Tarasov – "Touch" Greco |
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The Sound Of Love - Closer To Me Dancing a tango in the rain...(f) Greco |
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Bliss - Quiet Letters ( Full album) Greco |
Mother Earth
Planet Earth: Sami Yousuf - Meditation (f) Greco |
back to words...Spanish/English
When I first began this thread my intention was to use words
the videos have been a wonder as I'm a visual person but the words can "paint" pictures too... "Musa Aveces sueño que te conozco que te he abrazado suavemente casi siempre que te he besado tus labios siempre con locura. Pero de repente despierto y otra vez sé la verdad que vives solo en mí Silencío. Dedicado a mi Musa" "Muse" I sometimes dream that I know you that I have embraced you gently most times that I kiss your lips with fury always Then suddenly I awaken And again I know the truth that You live only in my Silence." Dedicated to my Muse Greco copyright The Studio 2008 - 2017 |
Línea
"Studio Visit
La Línea You don't know me Line is what I love... I stalk the line in you. In the sweet melody that resonates in its smooth flowing thick in some places thin in its higher voice No, you do not know me I stalk the Line. If I was a musician the line would sound a concerto, or better yet my folkloric melodies singing across our generations bringing me back home to the Sea. by Greco "The Studio" book copyright Greco 2008 - 2017 |
"Hablame
Talk to me. Don't be afraid of the inevitable - or better yet draw me a picture sculpt me a sculpture you see I understand visuals better. Or lace your fingers around my neck - look deep into my eyes and tell me you are woman enough for me. Hermosa, sé que lo eres I know you know it Now show me how. How lightening catches fire between your lips - between your legs - those lips too. Bringing you to me I savor your succulence- eres como mango - passionfruit gone awry! I suck you to the nth degree then I spank you for being so f_cking good - no sculpting tonight." Greco "The Studio"book copyright by Greco 2008 - 2017 |
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The Woman Who Dives the Deepest - FULL DOCUMENTARY Ok folks, back to the Sea...Greco |
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'EXHALE' - A must watch for all Freedivers damn I miss the Sea... Greco |
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Anna freediving Dean's Blue Hole Greco |
thankfully there is more beauty in the world than ugliness...
Studio Ghibli Artist Kazuo Oga Painting Process ...more joy than pain...Greco |
ASMR chalk
(3D binaural sound) Chalk and chalkboard/blackboard & ASMR & relaxation & writing/drawing Greco |
Hawaiians
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ASMR fountain pen
Custom Namiki Falcon Resin Fountain Pen HD Greco |
Néry & Gautier
OCEAN GRAVITY - Guillaume Néry / Julie Gautier Greco |
Redemption
"REDEMPTION" - Al Marconi (f) ...it is said that water penetrates relentlessly, yet gently...tenderly...feel. Greco |
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Puerto Libre
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The Telling...
In experience-telling, patience is necessary, a sensual patience that
savors words, slowly sculpting them from pain, fear, desire, and the love that you will remember forever...more experience-telling to come soon... words...words...(f) Greco [I]"When I first began this thread my intention was to use words the videos have been a wonder as I'm a visual person but the words can "paint" pictures too..." /I] |
The Telling # I...Grace
Grace
I seek no improvement only translation of your Beauty so thousands can see what I have tasted today. I confess to have been sacrilegious in my attempt to glean your Radiance to continue the "work" of art you already are... In your culture you, a woman who has walked this Earth for over sixty years is thought to be the other side of done. But in mine we Know the Secret that you hold in your body the knowledge of all the pain of loss And the sensuality of joy, love, pleasure, and passion. So, as I assist you off of the model stand and take you into my arms I know that you know where we will go and what ecstasy we will move in rhythm to And there is no regret when I plunge into you your body has the strength of lifetimes, and the memory of this thrusting you, and only you could know what I feel as I rise and plunge deeper still you are not afraid to look deeply into my eyes as you clutch me to you roughly as well we rough ride together through our lives gone before finally arrive at our Present gleaming with sweat breathless at this travel You know the secret of distance. Greco "The Studio" copyright 2008-2017 Greco |
Underwater...relaxing with dolphins, and seals
Relaxing Music, the best underwater footage, HD Ambient Music Ocean Dolphins must get to the sea...soon Greco |
words crash upon the ruin of forgotten dreams-http://www.joliphotos.com/files/Empt...i_hqd11047.jpg
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The Telling...Tango
Gotan Project - Vuelvo Al Sur --- Steff. B --- HD (f) Greco |
The Telling...Besame Mucho * Andrea Bocelli
Andrea Bocelli - Besame Mucho - Live From Lake Las Vegas Resort, USA / 2006 (f) Greco |
The Telling...New Model
Studio Visit: New Model
A ring at the door, putting down my tool I go answer it. The new model has arrived, I'm glad. Guiding her into my studio, I show her where she can remove her clothes. I've petitioned off a small part of my studio for the models to have a space. She follows me quietly. I go to another stand and prepare for a new beginning. The new model comes into the studio proper, nude, though that is not how I "see" her; I see her as her most natural Self. She waits for me to position the chair on the stand, it will be a sitting pose. I ask her name. "Elena.", she says. Elena, sixty-five years old, Russian, and a writer. Now in this country making ends meet by doing artist modeling. I "see" her, and want to sculpt her pain, her confidence, her sense of knowing that none of it matters, and all of it matters. Her "knowing" is etched on her face, her body. I don't ask of the pain. I already know it. I ask about the days of sunshine, and joy in her Russia, of her writing, how is it coming? The sculpture takes a life of its own, with her energy, and mine. Sometimes, many times, it's not about sex at all. (f) Greco "The Studio Book" copyright 2008-2017 Greco |
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