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goldenmyst
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2022 1:00am
2nd Oct 2022 1:00am
Sea Nymph
Sea Nymph
Flaming strands of sea nymph
Fall like scarlet shooting stars
On nape of desire born into heat
Whose steamy eyes are oceanic blue
Flying with embers of flecks
Her lipstick lounge a beach hammock
Where sun explodes into her truth
An orange on the threshold of night
When moonlight gazes into her heart
And fills her with corpuscular coins
To bring her an emerald island of luck
When she bathes in the chlorophyll
Of shamrock seas
Flaming strands of sea nymph
Fall like scarlet shooting stars
On nape of desire born into heat
Whose steamy eyes are oceanic blue
Flying with embers of flecks
Her lipstick lounge a beach hammock
Where sun explodes into her truth
An orange on the threshold of night
When moonlight gazes into her heart
And fills her with corpuscular coins
To bring her an emerald island of luck
When she bathes in the chlorophyll
Of shamrock seas
#love
#beauty
#pagan
#sensual
#seductive
383 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2022 1:00am
2nd Oct 2022 1:00am
Sea Nymph
Sea Nymph
Flaming strands of sea nymph
Fall like scarlet shooting stars
On nape of desire born into heat
Whose steamy eyes are oceanic blue
Flying with embers of flecks
Her lipstick lounge a beach hammock
Where sun explodes into her truth
An orange on the threshold of night
When moonlight gazes into her heart
And fills her with corpuscular coins
To bring her an emerald island of luck
When she bathes in the chlorophyll
Of shamrock seas
Flaming strands of sea nymph
Fall like scarlet shooting stars
On nape of desire born into heat
Whose steamy eyes are oceanic blue
Flying with embers of flecks
Her lipstick lounge a beach hammock
Where sun explodes into her truth
An orange on the threshold of night
When moonlight gazes into her heart
And fills her with corpuscular coins
To bring her an emerald island of luck
When she bathes in the chlorophyll
Of shamrock seas
#love
#beauty
#pagan
#sensual
#seductive
383 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2022 1:00am
2nd Oct 2022 1:00am
Sea Nymph
Sea Nymph
Flaming strands of sea nymph
Fall like scarlet shooting stars
On nape of desire born into heat
Whose steamy eyes are oceanic blue
Flying with embers of flecks
Her lipstick lounge a beach hammock
Where sun explodes into her truth
An orange on the threshold of night
When moonlight gazes into her heart
And fills her with corpuscular coins
To bring her an emerald island of luck
When she bathes in the chlorophyll
Of shamrock seas
Flaming strands of sea nymph
Fall like scarlet shooting stars
On nape of desire born into heat
Whose steamy eyes are oceanic blue
Flying with embers of flecks
Her lipstick lounge a beach hammock
Where sun explodes into her truth
An orange on the threshold of night
When moonlight gazes into her heart
And fills her with corpuscular coins
To bring her an emerald island of luck
When she bathes in the chlorophyll
Of shamrock seas
#love
#beauty
#pagan
#sensual
#seductive
383 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2022 1:00am
2nd Oct 2022 1:00am
Sea Nymph
Sea Nymph
Flaming strands of sea nymph
Fall like scarlet shooting stars
On nape of desire born into heat
Whose steamy eyes are oceanic blue
Flying with embers of flecks
Her lipstick lounge a beach hammock
Where sun explodes into her truth
An orange on the threshold of night
When moonlight gazes into her heart
And fills her with corpuscular coins
To bring her an emerald island of luck
When she bathes in the chlorophyll
Of shamrock seas
Flaming strands of sea nymph
Fall like scarlet shooting stars
On nape of desire born into heat
Whose steamy eyes are oceanic blue
Flying with embers of flecks
Her lipstick lounge a beach hammock
Where sun explodes into her truth
An orange on the threshold of night
When moonlight gazes into her heart
And fills her with corpuscular coins
To bring her an emerald island of luck
When she bathes in the chlorophyll
Of shamrock seas
#love
#beauty
#pagan
#sensual
#seductive
383 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2022 1:00am
2nd Oct 2022 1:00am
Sea Nymph
Sea Nymph
Flaming strands of sea nymph
Fall like scarlet shooting stars
On nape of desire born into heat
Whose steamy eyes are oceanic blue
Flying with embers of flecks
Her lipstick lounge a beach hammock
Where sun explodes into her truth
An orange on the threshold of night
When moonlight gazes into her heart
And fills her with corpuscular coins
To bring her an emerald island of luck
When she bathes in the chlorophyll
Of shamrock seas
Flaming strands of sea nymph
Fall like scarlet shooting stars
On nape of desire born into heat
Whose steamy eyes are oceanic blue
Flying with embers of flecks
Her lipstick lounge a beach hammock
Where sun explodes into her truth
An orange on the threshold of night
When moonlight gazes into her heart
And fills her with corpuscular coins
To bring her an emerald island of luck
When she bathes in the chlorophyll
Of shamrock seas
#love
#beauty
#pagan
#sensual
#seductive
383 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
21st Feb 2023 3:21am
21st Feb 2023 3:21am
Remembering Beginnings and Origins
Transported to a place
Before time
After space
A voice rises from the deep
A song in the present
From the ancient past
Calls to the human spirit
You can hear the soul speak
Communing with ancestors
A language that transcends the ages of man
A recollection of past lives
Remembering beginnings and origins
The ways of the past have not really been forgotten
You can hear it in the beat of the drum
In strings
In chords
Without words
You feel it
Like magic
Releasing its power through music
Before time
After space
A voice rises from the deep
A song in the present
From the ancient past
Calls to the human spirit
You can hear the soul speak
Communing with ancestors
A language that transcends the ages of man
A recollection of past lives
Remembering beginnings and origins
The ways of the past have not really been forgotten
You can hear it in the beat of the drum
In strings
In chords
Without words
You feel it
Like magic
Releasing its power through music
#music
#pagan
#magic
310 reads
11 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
21st Feb 2023 3:21am
21st Feb 2023 3:21am
Remembering Beginnings and Origins
Transported to a place
Before time
After space
A voice rises from the deep
A song in the present
From the ancient past
Calls to the human spirit
You can hear the soul speak
Communing with ancestors
A language that transcends the ages of man
A recollection of past lives
Remembering beginnings and origins
The ways of the past have not really been forgotten
You can hear it in the beat of the drum
In strings
In chords
Without words
You feel it
Like magic
Releasing its power through music
Before time
After space
A voice rises from the deep
A song in the present
From the ancient past
Calls to the human spirit
You can hear the soul speak
Communing with ancestors
A language that transcends the ages of man
A recollection of past lives
Remembering beginnings and origins
The ways of the past have not really been forgotten
You can hear it in the beat of the drum
In strings
In chords
Without words
You feel it
Like magic
Releasing its power through music
#music
#pagan
#magic
310 reads
11 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
21st Feb 2023 3:21am
21st Feb 2023 3:21am
Remembering Beginnings and Origins
Transported to a place
Before time
After space
A voice rises from the deep
A song in the present
From the ancient past
Calls to the human spirit
You can hear the soul speak
Communing with ancestors
A language that transcends the ages of man
A recollection of past lives
Remembering beginnings and origins
The ways of the past have not really been forgotten
You can hear it in the beat of the drum
In strings
In chords
Without words
You feel it
Like magic
Releasing its power through music
Before time
After space
A voice rises from the deep
A song in the present
From the ancient past
Calls to the human spirit
You can hear the soul speak
Communing with ancestors
A language that transcends the ages of man
A recollection of past lives
Remembering beginnings and origins
The ways of the past have not really been forgotten
You can hear it in the beat of the drum
In strings
In chords
Without words
You feel it
Like magic
Releasing its power through music
#music
#pagan
#magic
310 reads
11 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
6th Dec 2024 4:59am
6th Dec 2024 4:59am
Incantations
Veiled, she sweeps back into view.
Conjured from thaumaturgist nights
the new moon in the old moon's lieu
has crescent gold for her last rites,
though lingering is not allowed
when her orbit has dates to keep,
behind clear skies, or cryptic cloud,
conducive to Morphean creep,
slowly...slewing...into...a...DREAM....
where sunlight off high castles bounce
into a laudanum lunar beam
and crater dragons lurk and pounce
in druidic charms of making...
another spell of love...awaking!
Conjured from thaumaturgist nights
the new moon in the old moon's lieu
has crescent gold for her last rites,
though lingering is not allowed
when her orbit has dates to keep,
behind clear skies, or cryptic cloud,
conducive to Morphean creep,
slowly...slewing...into...a...DREAM....
where sunlight off high castles bounce
into a laudanum lunar beam
and crater dragons lurk and pounce
in druidic charms of making...
another spell of love...awaking!
#magic
#pagan
267 reads
11 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
6th Dec 2024 4:59am
6th Dec 2024 4:59am
Incantations
Veiled, she sweeps back into view.
Conjured from thaumaturgist nights
the new moon in the old moon's lieu
has crescent gold for her last rites,
though lingering is not allowed
when her orbit has dates to keep,
behind clear skies, or cryptic cloud,
conducive to Morphean creep,
slowly...slewing...into...a...DREAM....
where sunlight off high castles bounce
into a laudanum lunar beam
and crater dragons lurk and pounce
in druidic charms of making...
another spell of love...awaking!
Conjured from thaumaturgist nights
the new moon in the old moon's lieu
has crescent gold for her last rites,
though lingering is not allowed
when her orbit has dates to keep,
behind clear skies, or cryptic cloud,
conducive to Morphean creep,
slowly...slewing...into...a...DREAM....
where sunlight off high castles bounce
into a laudanum lunar beam
and crater dragons lurk and pounce
in druidic charms of making...
another spell of love...awaking!
#magic
#pagan
267 reads
11 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2018 2:45pm
3rd Oct 2018 2:45pm
TO EARN THE FIRE
Gather wood
Then build the pyre
For the names
Of each desire
Crumple sheets
And shed attire
Light a match
And heat acquire
Then build the pyre
For the names
Of each desire
Crumple sheets
And shed attire
Light a match
And heat acquire
#sex
#fire
#pagan #magic
#pagan #magic
692 reads
6 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2018 2:45pm
3rd Oct 2018 2:45pm
TO EARN THE FIRE
Gather wood
Then build the pyre
For the names
Of each desire
Crumple sheets
And shed attire
Light a match
And heat acquire
Then build the pyre
For the names
Of each desire
Crumple sheets
And shed attire
Light a match
And heat acquire
#sex
#fire
#pagan #magic
#pagan #magic
692 reads
6 Comments
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