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the neck of life
my hands caress the neck of life
the thrum of her beauty pulses across my fingers
the eternal fire of her truth erupts in star burst
along my spine
she is divine
the wordless
inspiration behind
her words
impels the shape of me
from within to move without
unceasing motion
beyond death
the endless risk
of becoming
her lover
the thrum of her beauty pulses across my fingers
the eternal fire of her truth erupts in star burst
along my spine
she is divine
the wordless
inspiration behind
her words
impels the shape of me
from within to move without
unceasing motion
beyond death
the endless risk
of becoming
her lover
Published 4th Jan 2014
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4th Jan 2014 8:23pm
Beautifully written and expressed Semaj. I'm sure your words will captivate her.
5th Jan 2014 5:30am
it is i that is a captive already to her freely given love ... thank you for saying my words were beautiful
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4th Jan 2014 10:28pm
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5th Jan 2014 5:31am
5th Jan 2014 7:57am
Anonymous
7th Jan 2014 5:49am
You are that wordless inspiration behind her words. She is captive to your giving ness and though it is all a risk. Becoming lovers is always worth the chance.
10th Jan 2014 1:22am
ahh...life paradox after paradox.
kundalini rising
ecstasy
Nice to meet you.
Great title and I very much enjoyed weaving in and out of these words.
kundalini rising
ecstasy
Nice to meet you.
Great title and I very much enjoyed weaving in and out of these words.
10th Jan 2014 4:19am
gratitude for kind words and thought to say the pleasure is all mine on greeting (how greedy), there is enough to share
