Dark Flower

(I have already commented on this piece, but since you are still receiving critiques, we will try and do it justice. I will admit to a certain level of difficulty being objective, since I have adored this Lady since I first came to this site.) A Lady stands before us and we are transported to another Age. Victorian England perhaps? Have we entered a Manor house of some well to do merchant, to be greeted by his wife. However demurely she stands, we are at once entranced by Her Beauty. And the completeness of it. The make-up is impeccable, too risque for polite company perhaps, but exquisite. Neither trying too hard, nor diverting our attention from her natural good looks. Her hair is neat and stylish for the period, but we cannot wait for Her to let it down. The ensemble? Sublime, immaculate. Revelling in it's quality and having the good taste not to shout about it. And that waist! Oh my Dear, how lucky are you. All the others will be jealous.But here's the twist. This Lady could be just about anyone. Upper-Middle class Victorian Lady, up-market Bordello Madam. A guest star in CSI, waiting to distract Gil Grissom from Lady Heather! Or it could just be the sepia tinted background and my own Hearts Desires...the Lady could be Vampire. All it needed was the tiniest drop of blood at the corner of those superb lips. MMMM. I wish I could have this on my wall, for it's damn near perfect.