| Each form is a hush in motion |
They shimmer with unfinished intention |
| A curve held too long |
With seduction suspended |
| A breath that forgot to leave |
Drawn from tradition |
| Bodies twist hover reach |
But not bound to it |
| Not to pose but to tempt |
These forms invite interpretation |
| To tease out meaning from muscle |
And trust the viewer to decide |
| They do not explain |
This is the body revealing itself |
| They do not settle |
In its own language |
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Quiet peculiar and true |
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