Tag: art
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Inside Out.
Turn me inside out through words wholly lived emptying the insides out into space till there is nothing of me left in here but everywhere . . .
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Life’s Fervor
rose tinted lenses blades of grass between the toes puffs of clouds in smoke dappled sunlight seeping in rolling hills of belly laughter butterfly kisses on puckered flowers fur nuzzling in heat fingers softly tracing skin sensational aphrodisiac
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A game.
slippery thing wiggly squiggly dance flitting between these fingers too playful to catch tantalizingly calling me tugging the corners of my lips indulging each other in a chase eternal A game of sheer delight.
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Flow of Things
Restive lying on the lap of the Wind swirling with a rustle of paper leaves rising and dipping like a kite unstrung drifting whimsically like seeds of a dandelion, a wish upon the heart Boundless. Spin a dance! within the current of the Wind. Step blithely! into the flow of Things. Oh, what a beautiful […]
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Dance a ring!
These fields were meant to be walked the tall stalks to be brushed against the sighs of unfurling flowers caressed the roaring winds deafening, the peals of the stars tinkling into twilight gazed upon, the drumbeats of rolling clouds to beat with, the dance of the deep trees in creaky waves erupting from the Heart […]
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Bed of thorns.
There is a bed of thorns I leave around me. With every misstep, misdeed or misword, every missed gesture or missed word, the bed of thorns like sharp talons grow ever sharper Thicker gnarled brambles knotted, twisted around me staked into my skin crucified in perpetual guilt wishing to disappear.. How the knots would fall […]
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Abyss of Beauty
So in love with yourself, you wonder how can you ever get things done. Forever gazing into each other’s endless abyss of beauty. Entranced in deep rapture, each ensnaring the other. In their separation they are truly one and the same, singing melodies heart achingly beautiful, to the brim with soft, thick, sweet syrupy nectar […]
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Flowing Cups
I drink deep from your endless flowing cups, blood rivers from your hearts deep with no end, from your milking breasts streaming freely, and still I drink deeply and will forevermore till I spill over Streaming from my breasts between my legs my veins, my cup flowing through the cracks and ravines ceaselessly.. Still I […]
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Crack
A marionette daughter, perfectly coiffed hair as her mother likes, dressed in red to be seen and adored. Eyes cast down, bowing to father, smile not too wide, not too small, talk not too loud, not too low, walk quietly, no running or mucking about. Obedient and muted, a doll for the dress up, for […]
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Birthmarks
Birthmarks scattered, mapping constellations across your skin climaxes as you press against mine. Bodies interlocked across the black night quivering in waves of starlight coalescing and exploding star dusts— Sinuous delicious euphoria, Devouring ravishing hunger screams our inevitable union across eons depicted in the ancient myths. Destined to war. Destined to love. ***
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