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The Reclining Nude, an admirer's plight

There flows an  invisible, river of subtle emotions he felt, separating the immediate reality and the realm of art; gazing the reclining nude,with a pair of eyes conjured, he  levitated to the other bank of reality as if by magic, while she waited and waited,somewhat perplexed, then her eyes intervened, made him cross over so fast.
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Written by
k-balachandran
Indian
Published
Nov 11, 2015
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6·56
Tags
#art#real#moment#oblivion#nude#eroticism
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