Almond and honeyed butter, the scent lingered,
A pendant upon her neck she mindlessly fingered,
Removing a wooden clasp, hair fell in midnight waves,
The action of coupling turning mere men to slaves,
Rolling and heavy of breath, hand to matted brow,
A lingering eye, a smacking of lips, “c’mon, take me now”.
Golf Shoot – Burapha 26.01.2020
January 28, 2020
I get to do a lot of Golf photography. One of my clients runs professional golf tournaments for international schools and I get called along to shoot regularly. Going to a new course, for me, is a great opportunity. It’s always refreshing to play with a new back drop. And what a great change of location it was too.
