Wednesday, October 28, 2009

the scented smoke of the magical incense.......

fills the air with a kind of haze........
a haze of poetry and symmetry and alchemy.....
liquid gold is pouring all around the gorgeous love making.......
the angelic love making......
to be ALIVE!!!
to be free to FEEL the gift of poetic love.......in ALL of its RED, MYSTIC GLORY......
my heart is open......
vulnerable.......
pounding......
veritable celebration pounding!!!!!
like the shamans drum.......
rhythmic......absolute.....
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