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Her Body's Language
her eyes bespoke
in a knowing and familiar gaze
he marveled at those beautiful brown marbles
as they said to the man:
meet us at providence
we've seen visions just for you and I
magnified as creation intended
prepared to bond and build
with you temple home and sanctuary
her hips interjected
balancing grace and power
ever so effortlessly
their smooth swaying
sensuously crooned to the man:
we got that
staying power my love
built to cushion and caress the chiseled weight of you
be it day or night between us you will always
receive a warm and soothing homecoming
as reprieve from this world
her ample bosom chimed in
with esoteric whispers...soft spoken as always
yet never to go unnoticed as
she promised the man :
we got the sustenance to
nourish your future...come plant your seed
and we'll see to it that it grows
that it is rooted in truth and scales of justice
righteously raised in honor of you
her legs stepped forward
steeped in confidence
steadied in their delicate pace
commanding his utmost and urgent attention
as their presence boldly stated
to the man :
we have retraced your footprints
as you have traced the footprints of your higher
keeping in rhythmic stride with you
in silence for millennia as we sojourn along
our trail of destiny
entering as only they could
her back and shoulders gleamed..sun-struck
moving in sync with the effervescence of
soul and solace
austere and regal in posture
proclaimed to the man:
we do not carry baggage
we carry a litany of life's lessons
merging intuition with intellect
cultivating wizdom's fruit...firm yet feminine and fair
forever receptive to the touch and gaze
of your loving masculine
her arms not to be outdone
as the cradle of affection and affirmation
weaving ascension through the tapestry of her wind rider
she signified to the man:
we have an aching
abundance of hugs awaiting you
for just as a woman yearns fulfillment
a man needs his pillars of comfort as well
let us flower you...shower you
in the cornucopia of refreshments
our secret garden has
to offer you
her lips...luscious bilingual
and full of patience
joined the conversation at last
and simply smiled...assuring the man:
here's your invite to our heart
reservation for one...knock softly and you may enter
but please....be conscious and cautious
not to knock too many things over
in your loving clumsiness
the table has already been set
there really isn't too much for you to do
outside of you being true to your
Original self
in a knowing and familiar gaze
he marveled at those beautiful brown marbles
as they said to the man:
meet us at providence
we've seen visions just for you and I
magnified as creation intended
prepared to bond and build
with you temple home and sanctuary
her hips interjected
balancing grace and power
ever so effortlessly
their smooth swaying
sensuously crooned to the man:
we got that
staying power my love
built to cushion and caress the chiseled weight of you
be it day or night between us you will always
receive a warm and soothing homecoming
as reprieve from this world
her ample bosom chimed in
with esoteric whispers...soft spoken as always
yet never to go unnoticed as
she promised the man :
we got the sustenance to
nourish your future...come plant your seed
and we'll see to it that it grows
that it is rooted in truth and scales of justice
righteously raised in honor of you
her legs stepped forward
steeped in confidence
steadied in their delicate pace
commanding his utmost and urgent attention
as their presence boldly stated
to the man :
we have retraced your footprints
as you have traced the footprints of your higher
keeping in rhythmic stride with you
in silence for millennia as we sojourn along
our trail of destiny
entering as only they could
her back and shoulders gleamed..sun-struck
moving in sync with the effervescence of
soul and solace
austere and regal in posture
proclaimed to the man:
we do not carry baggage
we carry a litany of life's lessons
merging intuition with intellect
cultivating wizdom's fruit...firm yet feminine and fair
forever receptive to the touch and gaze
of your loving masculine
her arms not to be outdone
as the cradle of affection and affirmation
weaving ascension through the tapestry of her wind rider
she signified to the man:
we have an aching
abundance of hugs awaiting you
for just as a woman yearns fulfillment
a man needs his pillars of comfort as well
let us flower you...shower you
in the cornucopia of refreshments
our secret garden has
to offer you
her lips...luscious bilingual
and full of patience
joined the conversation at last
and simply smiled...assuring the man:
here's your invite to our heart
reservation for one...knock softly and you may enter
but please....be conscious and cautious
not to knock too many things over
in your loving clumsiness
the table has already been set
there really isn't too much for you to do
outside of you being true to your
Original self
Published 6th Oct 2023
| Edited 7th Oct 2023
Author's Note
repost from 2012...remastered
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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6th Oct 2023 7:59pm
I really like your vibe with this one.
I love - we don't carry baggage we carry a litany of life's lessons. And your ending was great.
Some pretty exquisite writing.
I love - we don't carry baggage we carry a litany of life's lessons. And your ending was great.
Some pretty exquisite writing.
6th Oct 2023 8:56pm
7th Oct 2023 00:40am
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24th Oct 2024 3:39am
Dare we say it again that you are indeed a master at this thing dude. Every freaking word just felt right, to tight
