ORCHIDS OF THE EMPRESS paintography and photographs by MICHAEL FORBUS (MIGUEL) The orchid is the sister of the moon. She is a soft clap of manicured hands. She is the opening. Her petals are tiny thighs hiding a sweet lie. She is a charade, quick and severe. Where are your lost ones? Those whose colors you absorbed and abandoned, whose tendrils are powdered like a geisha's face, intoxicant, and set. I wait for your perfume in your white and pale cream eye, in your sky of gods, in your secret, scented ledger. How superb you are with delicate arms of no green, like drained blood. You are the tap of a courtesan's fan, your firm skin is fearless. The last empress of China ate orchids to make herself mad.
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Betsy Foster 23 Nov 2007
Great job, Michael !Brandy Rogers 14 Nov 2007
Gorgeous colors and detail. Very eye catching.Robin Brown 11 Nov 2007
A gorgeous blend of the finest colours our eye's are likely to behold Michael sprinkled with a little Forbus magic dust to complete the visual treat.Margie Overman 08 Nov 2007
It's so beautiful and it has a wonderful design.Hui Zhu 05 Nov 2007
fabulous colors...^o^