After pondering the meanings and purpose of this piece, the words of an ancient philosopher came alllll over my mind: "I'd have sex with ALL dem fine white bitches!"
I paused when this came to the forefront of my mind... What is whiteness? The purity of the light used? The blank canvass we project our hopes and fears upon? What is a bitch? An assertive, confident woman, with whom a torrid and violent affair would conclude with a rejection as crushing as it would be humiliating? And intimacy... can it be an enduring endevour, or is it mearly a transient state that ends when contact is broken?
One thing that remains certain: you are fine, miss Melux!