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harolrock
True enchantment induces - long before the desire to possess, pure and simple - to contemplation. The eyes, then, are filled with what is beautiful, and the being is taken by wonder. The body finally surrenders to the most incandescent desires and, in the ecstasy of the senses, passion arises. Brunah masterfully navigates the narrow space between the enchantment of beauty and the poignant desire to touch the skin. Its curves outline, precisely, a hidden path that leads to a paradise of delights, goosebumps on the skin and kisses on the mouth; of poetry and impulse. In front of her, surrendering is not an option; it is just the logical consequence of everything it provokes, inspires, makes flourish. Where it dwells, the senses belong to the skin and await the redemption of touch, the body burns and, burning, just wants to burn more and more. His presence is inspiration itself, and there is no sound that silences poetry on the lips. It must be said: this woman is art itself.
