woman – I Am Santo

Had they made thousands of these? Yes. Thousands of unique, captured dreams mailed to the homes of the rich, the lonely, the sick. And he’d never touched her although he so often dreamt of what that warm, smooth skin would feel like beneath his hands, of what her breathing would feel like under the crush of his weight. She stood before him, prone and naked, then bent back over the recliner to greet the light and he moved closer, over her, the lens spying and adoring her perfection.
She then stopped and did something she’d never done before. Standing, Roxanne stared directly at the camera; fixing her gorgeous doe eyes on Clifford whose sure hand shook under her gaze. She knew he was keeping her. She knew this was his reel. A grin teased at her full lips then and a moment later the camera stopped rolling. Just like that, it was over. Just like that she had become the latent image of his desire, his mind filling in the gaps of their last dance together in a way their bodies never would.
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Part three and the end of the third and final planned collaboration with the alluring @___luciferaisback___. Her photos, my edit and words inspired by the shots. It was a huge honor, Linda. Thank you for being so amenable to collaborating!

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Published by Jason Santo on June 4, 2014 | Permalink

She’d been modeling for him over the past sixteen years, and while technology moved on, their dances didn’t change. Clifford hated the flat boredom of video. It lacked the latent image, the romance of a movie camera. And he had no patience for editing. He captured only what was raw and real, a single reel. The seduction. The long lines and curves of revelation. And no one moved with him the way Roxanne did, her head falling back and her hair sliding across her face as if under her complete control and not that of gravity. She was a greater force than Nature could summon. If this was to be their last dance, he couldn’t bear to part with it. Not after so long. Not after having let go of her time and again to the highest bidder, selling off the love and lust she coaxed from him.
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Part two of the third and final planned collaboration with the alluring @___luciferaisback___. Her photos, my edit and words inspired by the shots. It was a huge honor, Linda. Thank you for being so amenable to collaborating!

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Published by Jason Santo on June 4, 2014 | Permalink

The camera churned, a kind of rough chewing made by it’s teeth as they pulled 16mm film by its sprockets, delicately capturing her on celluloid for the last time. She looked this way and that, trained to ignore Clifford and his lens, instead appearing as if the moment were candid; as if this motion picture were pulled from someone’s grainy monochrome memory. She was coy. Always so coy, but the layers slipped off surely, expertly. Clifford held the camera’s trigger and moved slowly about her as the sun played all around them and her skin beckoned. A single ten minute take of Roxanne earned her $200 now, with him earning $500 or $600 total for the shoot.
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Part one of the third and final planned collaboration with the alluring @___luciferaisback___. Her photos, my edit and words inspired by the shots. It was a huge honor, Linda. Thank you for being so amenable to collaborating!

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Published by Jason Santo on June 4, 2014 | Permalink

Trapped by the flood of circumstance and the ardor of impossibly attained lust, the net cast, the zeros and ones of outrageous fortune that cling to hearts literate in the great languages of binding, abiding, yearning, desiring. Rocky shores threaten shipwrecked delight and moonlight reveals skeletons awash in the salt of uncommon release, cracked ribcages once housing fierce throbbing cores that dared to stand against calamitous tides and Hellspun winds. Coaxed and nuzzled in gentler times, licked from end to end by tongues wet with an appetite for the original sin; the apple was devoured and rich runoff drizzled the chins of this maiden’s suitors who rose, strong-kneed from the sea, stumbled at the sandy grace of her tremble, spent seed with her name on their lips, and then disappeared again into the static of urgent life, drowning despite the binary tether holding them to their mythical lover. The ocean is too big to allow Heaven, so it gives and takes away with its lunar God laughter.

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Original photo by @zeusnursemaiden with whom I adore collaborating. Thank you for sending me this shot and for allowing me to once again explore your beauty with words.

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(at Sea Maiden)

Published by Jason Santo on May 1, 2014 | Permalink

More delicious than lost, she’s a battle cry in the sea of adequate. She’s flame in the soft murmer of falling snow. She burns even when it’s impossible to find oxygen under the thick coat of longing’s heavy slumber. The stars lost to the burden of cloud, flakes swirls in the ground light and she dances, head up to greet the cold, breath steaming in a plume as she spins. She wants pregnant joy, to birth perfect bliss, and it keeps her warm as Winter tightens his merciless clutch of forced distance. In the red light later, stripped of coat and armor, delicacy hangs thin over the round of her should, the spread of fabric coating the soft swell of her breast. She parts her lips and the siren call deafens with a nearly in audible sigh. To take her. To lead her to the divine lands where battlements have long been stowed and where men lay with their lovers in earnest, unafraid of storming opinion. “I know you know,” she says, taking his hand as if he were following a roadmap to Heaven. And he leads with tender kisses marking their path to a new home.

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Another collaboration with the fascinating @Zeusnursemaiden. Her photo, my minimal edit and words. Stunning inspiration.

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Published by Jason Santo on February 28, 2014 | Permalink

This loss of breath,
It’s wrong by design.
A same shallow escape;
A withdrawal into night
As if the stars had hands
That clutched at need, desire, worth.
In that moment, she looked tired but fulfilled,
Yet truth hung obvious to her
As a coat on a rack
Snow-flight drying
By a closed front door
Where he was absent
From entering.
The mirror showed a perfect dance
Of light and shadow
Over the stretched fineness
Of her high esteem
That again slid from her
As longing.
Her impeccable bones
The tenderness of the lines leading from neck to chest
And the exquisite lithe elegance of her arms
Her legs.
Caught in the glow
Of candle and wine
She appeared consumed
But sought full embrace,
Reverence,
The exhale of lips
Under the table,
The skirt.
It was the same look.
The same ache of the chest,
The limbs,
The sex.
Only here lived the lonely
Who were not alone
Sleeping under night
Instead of under passion.

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A collaboration with my friend Christine Hunt (@christinehunt76), a New England based actress and model that I am happy to see getting back to work. Her photo and edit, my words.

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Published by Jason Santo on February 25, 2014 | Permalink

It was gleeful,
This delight.
The hand finding wet,
The body curling under
Each hot kiss
And confident breath
Bred from decades of waiting.
She sung high quiet
Into a pillow stained with lipstick
And the smear of mascara.
The moans of approaching release
A chorus of measured patience eroding
As cliff ledges falling
To the need of a turbulent sea.
Still she hid in the heart light,
Silhouette suggesting the long shadows
Of a perilous dawn
Where the cry and tension of sated hunger
Blinded all reason,
All mercy,
All reluctance.
So there she lifted high,
Spine bent in ecstasy
And euphoria inching closer
With bold strokes
Painted within the welcoming yawn
Of her need;
His masterpiece.
Her lost composition.

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This is my second collaboration with the lovely @life_lyrically. Her photos and my rather intensive edit accompanied by my words. Thank you so much, M. It’s wonderful to have your trust and faith to create something special together.

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(at Feared Art)

Published by Jason Santo on February 9, 2014 | Permalink