Angelica Vanessa stands in line waiting for the next available counselor in her attempt to go back to school at 28 years old, but it her mind, she’s a million miles away in a world all her own. By looking at how she standing before you, you would be quick to think that she’s horny and needs a fuck to release that tension in her body.

You would be so far away from the truth.

Science and technology have come so far over the ages, and looks can be deceiving- stealth technology at its finest.

From the very first moment that a woman discovered her innermost places of pleasure by the stroke of her hand in the Garden of Eden, to the sophisticated attention that mechanical devices deliver to this very moment today, women have continued to search for that ultimate sexual satisfaction.

But no matter how far along we’ll come in trying to find that perfect sexual stimulus, woman has already achieved what they thought they could never attain- imperfect femininity.

A woman’s most powerful tool and ally in the search for sexual liberation are, and will always be, her mind and body, working together as one.

Just as science and technology have advanced, so should our thought about feminine sexuality.

The way a woman dresses was never meant for men to enjoy, but for a woman to feel liberated, and display the way she feels by the clothes that cover her skin. Should a woman choose the right to wear little or nothing at all is her right alone, and should never be judged.

The simple scent of perfume was not created to gain attention of the opposite sex, but to remind us all that, imperfect femininity is a thought of beauty. A beautiful scent that lingers will always be remembered.

Lingerie is only an addition to the skin that a woman envelops; and should never be seen as the last piece of clothing before crossing that final frontier.

Science and technology will continue to advance for years to come, though I’m glad to know that the evolution of woman and their minds will cherish and grow for us to admire, with every passing moment of time.

Maybe Angelica is remembering the very first time she discovered her body by simple means and touch, or maybe she’s raring to go home after standing in line for so long and run the bath water to a warm temperature, lay in the water with a bowl of her favorite ice cream, let her hair down and imagine the afternoon away.

It’s exciting to wonder what she’s thinking about, isn’t it?

This is a poem I wrote for this picture a few days ago; I wanted to share it with you all.

The title of the poem is called "What are you thinking of?"
by me n_n

There you are
Standing in line
Waiting for your turn.

What are you thinking of?

Was it that lie you told me
That made me walk away
You hold back diamond tears

What are you thinking of?

Do you miss me
Like I miss you?
Are we meant to be together?

What are you thinking of?

Or maybe you're thinking
Of that night I held you
Pressed firmly close to me
And felt your heartbeat dance with mine

Gentle touch as I make you breathe
You whisper into my ear
"Don't stop; you make me feel so good."

Tender teardrop
Frozen glaze
Caught beside you
Unforgiven, I remain

You stand in line
You wait your turn
Tell me baby, have I lost mine?

What are you thinking of?

Think about it
Lost remains
I stand here waiting
Just the same
I know you miss me
I miss you too.

What are you thinking of?
Unforgiving me?
The way I did for you?

-Pablo-