Artistic Nude Photography

Care

Hands touching lovingly in the dark
9 photos

Soft solitude

When alone in the night, they find their way to the tranquil places
4 photos

Callipygous

Smooth, round, and pleasant geometric shapes in the lower back regions. It is a new word. Learn it's meaning and use it when appropriate.
20 photos

Dancing softly

Ah, to dance in nature's bare attire, Unclothed by fabric's weight or world's desire!
69 photos

Maja

No robe nor mask to shroud the spirit's grace. Each movement pure, unbound by time or space. The wind, a lover's hand, doth gently trace. While stars bear witness to this sacred place.
7 photos

Canvas

A silken canvas spun with Heaven's care. Thy skin, more radiant than morning's light, Doth shame the blush of dawn and stars of night.
14 photos

Moon lit muse

Upon a silver’d rock she sits alone, Bathed in the midnight’s whispered, tender glow. The moon, a jealous queen upon her throne, Doth trace her curves in light as soft as snow.
7 photos

Gossamer threads

Her skin, as pale as foam upon the sea, Doth drink the hush of night in silent sighs. The stars, like suitors, sparkle eagerly, Yet falter ‘fore the brilliance of her eyes.
13 photos

Blurry whispers

A silhouette in whispers, blurred and bright, Moves slow as breath upon the hush of air. No edges sharp, no crude or vulgar sight, But art that waltzes, naked, pure, and rare.
8 photos

Silver mist

Soft falls the gaze through mists of silver spun, Where light and shadow twine in tender play. The lens, a poet, weaves what words leave undone, And bids the mind see more by showing gray.
16 photos

Dance of flame

The mystery of motion, lost, then found, Each curve a fleeting dream in softened glow. What sharper sight in rigid lines is bound, A veil of light lets deeper longing flow.
8 photos

Slender Muse

The mystery of motion, lost, then found, Each curve a fleeting dream in softened glow. What sharper sight in rigid lines is bound, A veil of light lets deeper longing flow.
23 photos

Softness gainst the Stone

O fairest silk, spun not by mortal loom, But woven ‘pon the flesh of godly hand, Thy tender veil, like petals in full bloom, Doth hush the air and whisper where it land.
10 photos

Mist and Elven baths

Beneath their towering limbs, a silver pool lay still and deep, its surface veiled by a shifting mist that curled and wove like spirits loath to leave the earth.
10 photos

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Light’s Caress

Droplets of light
30 photos

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Dancing Alone

She moves—a shadow wakened out of sleep,With moonbeams tracing secrets on her face.
23 photos

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