By S. E. Darling
A spotlight; so white, bright, and cold……
Her frozen features, a canvas for the dress. Yet the light reveals the lovely lines of her neck and shoulders. Now the dress becomes the canvas instead.
That brief moment...captures a woman trapped within. The light or herself?
What happens in the next moment?
Does she laugh, cry, or shout with passion? Or is she an eternal prisoner? What releases her? The thought of a lover caressing her? Or simply freedom to express the passion of her soul?
To our eyes, she’s held captive, forever.
By a spotlight; so white, bright and cold…….