The door is closed,light was lurking into the darkness from a candle, which have the fire of her soul...
Seeing herself in the mirror, she felt her nudity, brushing against her shyness and imagine her god standing behind her, worshipping and caressing her softness; her body, her curves, are made just to be touched by him, her soul and body belongs to him since ever.
She never felt nude before him, because she has opened her soul to him, surrendered herself to his domain.
A tear drop rolled down, as she laid on her back on the bed; a moan escaped her mouth not because her soul is bearing alot of pain after he left.
But suffering pain was the sign, that she belongs to him only. Her body, her soul, are still under his domain, his rule.