Beyond my Sins

Under my skin
Beyond my sins
Where do I start
Where do I begin?
Do you see my heart
Under my skin
Can you feel my smile
From Deep inside?
Under my flesh
I’m full of life
So, do you ask why,
What you see is what you get
Or would you rather know
what my soul looks like…
Mark 12.12.2015

WHY I GOT NAKED
- Naked Britain
- Journey into ‘the self’
- Woman of Bones
- Superman
- OUR response
- Dermatomes of the mind
- Oh, I love the seaside!
- Pete
- My secret
- Evans’ light
- Sacred Stones
- Poetry
- I Embrace it
- Appreciating
- Eternal Lovers
- The English
- ‘Come as you are’
- The naked traveller
- The reciprocated stare
- Pandemic
- Here I am
- OMG! Is she crazy?
- Unrestricted
- V & S
- Where to next ?
- Anima & Animus
- Witchfinder
- Womb, my comfort
- Autistic spectrum
- No snow drops here
- Fruits of my labour
- Limitations & restrictions
- Longing
- ‘Birds of Paradise’
- ‘Home is my body’
- ‘This is my body’
- 50 RABBITS
- ALEX & ALEXANDRA
- Around the table
- Beneath the skin
- Beyond my Sins
- Black & white
- By the pool
- Cadaver
- Despair
- Dirty Old man
- Don’t break me
- Double exposure
- Fruitful
- HELIOS
- Here I am
- Human animal nature
- The child within
- It’s a mystery
- Man of the cloth
- Red Centre
- Nudity does not equate to sex
- Me, I disconnect from you!
- Mellifluous curves
- My Liberating Vista
- Nature knows no indecencies
- Connection
- Uncut
- Ridgeway Ablution