Vortex of Sorts

This paints many pictures...I love the free-for-interpretation style here.

I'm feeling Abby^^ on this one!

I picture the girl as the type who is going through a complex stage of nervous breakdowns...drug binges, long nights, frantic sex with god knows how many beautiful men.

To me, she sounds like a goddess of the city at night.

Unless you were just writing about reaching a book on the top shelf, o'course. That too could be a metaphor, though I prefer my orignal sexier interpretation.

Tricky.

Reminds me of the library scene in Atonement. I loved that green dress.

I love this piece. Exciting, erotic, efficiently evocative, while loss lurks beneath. The metaphor IS the reality.

Powerful and original piece. You truly have admirable way with words. You managed to say so much within such short piece which is impressive.
Greatly done.