On contraire mon frere, I see purpose and singing, light and delirious laughter, a tamers whip and absolute truth. And she ain’t even a brown sugar baby.
On contraire mon frere, I see purpose and singing, light and delirious laughter, a tamers whip and absolute truth. And she ain’t even a brown sugar baby.
Oil on Canvas, 2003
oh, jesus!
ReplyDeleteDV, you feeling kinda frisky today, eh?
ReplyDeletefirst the booty now the glorious bouquet?
Maybe it's this soft grey sky falling all over the place....
art Sista Jasai, art
ReplyDeleteJasai, I was thinking the same thing but didnt want to call DV out. Mrs. DV must be out of town.
ReplyDeleteLOL!
ReplyDeleteSee.
ReplyDeleteYa'll see punany.
I see power.
I see a $300,000 piece of ass.
ReplyDeleteOn contraire mon frere, I see purpose and singing, light and delirious laughter, a tamers whip and absolute truth. And she ain’t even a brown sugar baby.
ReplyDeletejasai said...
ReplyDeleteOn contraire mon frere, I see purpose and singing, light and delirious laughter, a tamers whip and absolute truth. And she ain’t even a brown sugar baby.
... damn that sound goooood.
I see a big ol' hairy monkey! :-)
ReplyDeleteNah, I see art too.
Big J
"See.
ReplyDeleteYa'll see punany.
I see power"
That's actually a profoundly true statement. As every woman knows, or should.