Yes a picture is worth a thousand words. Oh but what words! To connect those words in a style and stir the emotions of the reader is an artform to rival the painter or the sculptor.
They can not bring the smell of the sweat or the crack of the whip to your mind, they can not challenge you as to what happens next when someone begs for more.
Words do more than define us, they lead us down the dark corridors where we do not want to go, they beckon us to cross from the light to the darkness, in the hopes of finding out more about ourselves.
It is a mark of depravity to limit one to a single word description. We are not the two dimension of a photograph, forever locked in time at a single moment.
We are lustful and shameful and thoughtful and forgetful
We are strong and yet weak in the knees
Passionate and cold to the touch
Forgiving, yet resentful
and the list goes on......
I refuse to describe any being in one simple word.
To do so would be........
Insanity
