Xans

One of the most gifted Poser artists that I know is Xan. She is using various techniques and styles. It is a challenge for her to use my photography, and on the other side, it is my challenge to put words under her wonderful creations.

I love street photography, and am often on my way with my mobile device. (at the moment a bit less, I need to wait for a new one until February).
Anyway, I use my phone to photograph  street scenarios.

My photo

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Tadammmm…Xans‘  Poser  artwork

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Another photo of me that Xan used in her Poser creations is this one

This poser creation of Xan inspired me to the poem below.

 

 

copyright Xan’s Place

I carry the ring of protection
And I want to share it with you
I think you will need it
To make some of our dreams come true

THe ring looks pretty small
But we can carry it all
It is created with the magic sin
You belong within

It has no begin, and it has no end
Peace is all around
Lucky are the ones who found
May who wears the ring
forever be friends

I carry this ring of protection
It melts together with the ones I wear planetary
May peace and happiness be our reflection
May love be all around, I wish it so very

26 06 2017

Bedroom stories

Poser Creation by Xan
Words by me

When the time is right
When the day dims the light
When your day gently changes
into the darkness of the night

Then come to me

I will whisper in your ear
The stories that you want o hear
It is about passion and fandasy
About dreams, nothing to fear

Draam on

My stories will suit you the most
When your pretty eyes are closed
You are so ready for the night
Too much champagne enclosed

Lay your fantasy
Next to me
It are my stories
That you are going to see

Sweet dreams, my friend
Today will have a happy end
Tomorrow you will not know
If my stories were tuue,
or fantasies, in the end

04-07-2017

Chopper ride

How much I did long for you
And now, finally, my dream comes true

You came to me, shining and bright
I knew it, I got the invite
There you stood, sexy and hot
Ready to ride, and I thought, why not

I smiled and touched you with my fingertips
Your roar made me weak around my hips
Baby, I said, you are beautiful, today
You shined ever more, growled that’s okay

I could not hold very much longer
My desire grew stronger
But when I saw you drool
I slowed down, pretending to be cool

One grip at your boiling tank
A pat at your saddle, spank, baby, spank
I gripped you tight
Ready for the ride

Wrapped my legs around you, wow
The touch was too much, I should do it now
I switched your key
You shivered to me

There we go baby, I heard myself say
Before you took me in your arms
The smoke and smell of your greasy charms
Ride the wild wind, hey hey hey

And we were one, that night
Chopper ride

Poser by Xan
Words  bij HaFri

 

 

Follow the lights

Title and Poser/Image by Xan

When the rain makes you cold
When you think there is no one to hold
When you don’t know where happiness to find
Close your eyes
and follow the lights

Walk over water
Believe that you can
Breath peace
Release
Be happy
Because you follow the lights

Close your eyes
Let the magic in green
Step in the world that you have not yet seen
Where the power is love
And dreams come true

Follow the lights
They will bring yourself
back to you

02 08 2017

Poser (c) by Xans‘ Place

 

Music is my first love
And it will be my last
So many memories to songs
To people, events, such a blast

What should I be when the music was not there
One thing is sure, I definitely was not here
I might have been knocking on heavens door
Many years before

Life is music, music is life
More of that jazz, rock it, a millionaire waltz, the prime jive
I have heard them all before
We want more.. we want more

When I hear the guitar, gently wheep
I grips me… until I sleep
Never, never break the spell
THis could be heaven, or this could be hell

And in the masters chaimber
The genious compose a new song
With a whole lotta rosie
How can I go on

I sing along with Freddie
I dream the slashy strngs
Yes, music is my first love
In all kinds of everything

Name me the number of the beast
Run up the hill
Music my bohemian Blasphemy
the sound, a view to a kll

07 10 2017

Xans christmas

It is here
THe most wonderful time of the year
While we are dreaming from a christmas what is white
The stars twinkle in the night

Our wishes are spoken, but unseen
In your eyes, I read your dream
I whisper to you
May your dream come true

Baby, it is cold outside
And the stars, they shine so bright
This year, again, there will be no snow
But a christmas tree with lights that glow

Together wit the stars in de dark
The candles inside give a spark
Many ways to say or do
My wish is simply, from me to you

Merry christmas, happy new year
Now go inside my dear
Because outside it is chilly
without a coat it is so silly!

18 12 2017

The elevator to 4
 
I went out, and you wanted in
So consequently we met,in between
Were it your eyes, was it your perfume
An experience I have not ever seen
 
I walked out, as in routine
And after a few steps I should still
That irresistable strong will
I looked back, and love your scene
 
What made you hesitate
Why are you looking back to me
Is it because I look back to you
One of your hairs, sits at my shoulder
 
The fantasy remains
The reality tells that I am older
And when you press the button, 4
I realize that I want more
 
Bye bye beutuful eyess
Bye bye, you sexy hip
Maybe you never realize
That I now long for a strong hot sip
 
Shall I ever forget the scene
Shall I forever forget that smell
I rush away to where she is waiting
My love, my coffee, that I know so well

22-01-2018

Good morning, are you ready
Ready for a brand new day
Or do you, just like me
Just want to dream on

Make it hot, make it strong

Good morning
Am I asleep, or already awake
I look at you
Am I dreaming?

Admire, require, desire

Stumbling to the kitchen
No tea for me
Make it strong, make it hot
Make my dream come true
You got it, and I want it, too

Desire, hot as fire, admire

Your smell
I dwell
Expell

Your temptation, sensation
And I
I can’t take it any longer
I want you, hotter, stronger

Be my luck
Be my hot shot
in a mug

Poser Created by Xan
Material – Rene Russo wannabe
Words by HaFri

07 02 2018

Render/ Graoguc (c) Xans
Words (c) HaFri

Does she stay
Is she on her way
Only she knows
Where she goes

Checking her hair, it looks okay
Should she go, or should she stay
Thoughtful are her eyes
About a plan, or about lies

The door is closed
She is out into the blue
What she needs the most
She won’t reveal it to you

There is no turning back
Only the butterflies will stay
She and the bird will find their way
She escapes from the black

Kiss the past goodbye
Wait, or go
When the birds stops singing
Then she will finally know

29 05 2018

Do you want more?

 

If you are intrested in Poser Art, then visit Xans‘  3D Art Place (with a click at the banner below)

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