I have arranged the chairs, I have drawn dark curtains across the windows, I have turned on the lamp.
I am sitting opposite you and I let your sensuality encounter mine.
Photography is my loyal friend, quiet and discreet and a great confidant of mine.
In the mist of the morning, I quietly meet the images of my photography.

Between my and your sensuality I have hung a line on which you walk in order to enter the room where I have placed my world.