"...pandora stalks the shadows, divining the passageways of your heart." This whole thread flows, imbedded with numerous gems, a pleasure to read.
"freeze frame elation" reminds me of that mindblasting eternal orgasm, the moment of utter annihilation of the self by the beloved, whatever that may be at whatever given time, in whatever given place. Devotion to the everlasting moment! Even as the smile, stretching the muscles of the face, brings us back to the dim reality from which we had striven so zealously to ascend. Yes, I tell you, all that toil for a single moment. Ah, but what a moment! much love
Sagittarius: Monday, September 20, 2004 It's easy to believe in divine influence these days. Everything is going your way. Events were made to order, with your profit and delight in mind. Your abilities exceed even your own expectations. Results are immediate and beyond your wildest dreams. It doesn't matter what you did to deserve this. Explore the possibilities of this situation while it lasts. Constellations: Part V stiletto blonde aphrodite Horoscope got my hormones imparting telepathic proposals, commanding eye contact, calling you to my cubicle, wanting you wearing nothing but those stiletto heels and that beguiling perfume. I’ve been be-witched! Cross my heart, hope to die, I’d do you on this desk, tinker-bell; just reveal your fairy ambiguity right now, to me. I’ve become that teenage boy in heat, howling, in agony, god... I need stiletto infusion and a blond silk avalanche gripped between my fingers at a time when we’re unfamiliar just two opposing planets invading opposite orbits, newness overloading nerves. You, my prowling pixie, have my undivided attention, the hunter has been magnetized.
Zexy, zexy stuff Fulmah! Im loving it. That opening stanza is awe-some! And a great title too. No wonder I'm feeling preety good today!
I could quote the whole passage, since I enjoyed all of it. You are awesome. Very nice blend of mythological fantastic elements in the anima libido, moving from tantalizing objectification of appreciation to waves of merging. Layers of perception from the office to the senses to an energetic dance... My original response was "Thats some coffee break" changed to wow, wow, wow. This seems so recent. Great work. Thank you for sharing your time, energy and poetic vision... as well as your love with so many of us struggling to express, in words, the unspeakable beauty within.
Thanks for the replies, guys and gals! All your comments are most uplifting, but don't puff my head up too much! Your level of perception is most impressive, sylvan! I was actually kinda thinking someone might get offended at the objectification there... luckily, I do have a direction that this is going in...
Love, some believe, has no cause; and existing on his own right, he is instead the cause of many things. For lovers, who are transient, cannot invent Love, who is immortal and invented them, even though they may be represented as awakening him and thereby making him somehow visible to themselves and others. But then again, Love is always awakened, by drops of oil or by other means. ~Carlos Parada on the cause of the Trojan War Constellations vi: LibraLove Scales can’t measure Jupiter or arrest topaz prophecies, the arrow took you down, or so I thought, then found I’m hung up, hanged and spread up on this dinner conversation. Your quizzically arched eyebrow, that canyon atop painted pink lip, combined, could kill me. Truly, alike Persian belief, I declare this world tied to your sapphire eyes; they reflect the sun and dye the sky blue. I contemplate Paris’ plan to hide with Helen, long ago… I’m armed, I’ll fight armies, and win. Come….
Beauty follows truth into wisdom and all sail, blended in eternal manifestation, to embrace loves awakening. Immortal binary stars, dancing together, meet skimming on the surface of now, forever almost merging into the awareness beyond change.
fulmah i did not get past page one yet, however i read part two aloud to my 14 year old daughter, her friend listening on the phone. she listened intently. i could feel it moving her. thank you for that, your work is beautiful
KX, glad you caught that I forgot to put venus in there tho, and I'm a lil upset about it, heh. sylvan, thanks for your wonderful presence, and I've seen parts of that movie; for some reason I think my friend knows the guy who wrote the screenplay, he's pretty cool like that, but I could be mistaken. My memory sucks. 7river, it touches me that you actually read that aloud... I wish it were more worthy such a rendition, that one's my least favorite of the bunch, even though I've done a little work on the ending... Thanks for the comments, everyone! many blessings to all of you...
Rich and elegant work. I muse pondering the golden apple, that started the trojan war. http://www.loggia.com/myth/eris.html
thanks for the link, sylvan... very interesting stuff there. I'm always amazed at the depths mythology goes, almost every site I go to has something to add. the one I usually go to to dig up information is http://homepage.mac.com/cparada/GML/TrojanWar.html and it's interesting, lots of nifty stuff abides in link after link
we could hold the moment and await angelic guidance in form of the miraculous, but isn’t it a miracle we both were here & our eyes even met? I mean, I’m sorry, I just can’t be convinced it’s mundane coincidence hi this is a wonderful verse... we could hold the moment.. all you write is here to save the moment when we realize a feeling ie complete love . thank you this poem for all to read not read all on your pages yet but this is one that i find quite revealing about your moments.. love n peace from saff
hi again spotted this poem what energy your world creates age ..has no bounderies.... love n peace from saff Constellations: Part V stiletto blonde aphrodite Horoscope got my hormones imparting telepathic proposals, commanding eye contact, calling you to my cubicle, wanting you wearing nothing but those stiletto heels and that beguiling perfume. I’ve been be-witched! Cross my heart, hope to die, I’d do you on this desk, tinker-bell; just reveal your fairy ambiguity right now, to me. I’ve become that teenage boy in heat, howling, in agony, god... I need stiletto infusion and a blond silk avalanche gripped between my fingers at a time when we’re unfamiliar just two opposing planets invading opposite orbits, newness overloading nerves. You, my prowling pixie, have my undivided attention, the hunter has been magnetized. [/QUOTE]
Now, as the son of Resource and Poverty, Love is in a peculiar case. First, he is ever poor, and far from tender or beautiful as most suppose him... ~Plato - Symposiumconstellations part vii tank top charisma Evangelistic transmissions brainwashed my cortex with epileptic lures: silver toes, tight capris, tanned calves, gold anklet got me stuttering oh m - m - my God! I’ve now witnessed a goddesses descent down a long fluorescent lit hall, and in a black tank top, no doubt worn just to rile me up or bound me down. Take me to Venus, miss charisma, your planet of perfumed poisons and paralyzing pillow talk and purple neon lighting commands my counter. Crescent moon clock of steel and burnished brass above the kitchen door suggests reentry to reality right about now. I’ll cook breakfast, eggs over easy because you made it easy... riding that rocket to uncharted worlds, you proved that Aphrodite resides in the folds of an enflamed girl.
