anghara (anghara) wrote,
anghara
anghara

You know those paintings where the eyes follow you wherever you go?

How about the eyes of woman after woman, eyes going wide open in innocence or interest folding into sleepy dreamy wistfullness or bashful coyness or firty half-lidded smoky stares.

This is mesmerising.
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