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Goddess awakening, born of the sea In a burst of golden light a voice Spoken like thunder saying behold The apple of my eye APHRODITE The Goddess of love and beauty… APHRODITE, APHRODITE OH APHRODITE… Bend an ear this way
I like the brown curly hair covering your half face. The crinkles by your eyes are making my heart race. Pull your hair aside, Leave hickey on that neck. Your lips tempt me to taste you and peck. Pull me
She surfaced from the blue sea like Aphrodite’s child in all her splendor droplets of water sparkled on her body as if she were covered in precious diamonds. I walked over and offered my name she submitted hers so willingly.
There’s a place,you may have forgotten about it. Hiding in your heart, only the child in you knows about it. It’s a place where you can find Aphrodite. Earth is still unknown of its beauty. Nature enriched by musical melodies.
Once lived a King of Cyprus famed Who held all women folk in disdain He eluded wedlock, never to be tamed While his people, they cried prayers in vain Venus at last chose to answer their call From the heavens
My love is reigning queen among roses, Regal and prim in each and every stance, Cleopatra looks plain when she chooses, She is Helen of Troy held at first glance; I pause, afraid to start a ten-year-war, Before I dare
Well,they may be unlike but yet I continue to feel the same, Another one bites the dust while another one takes the blame, A Runner up again in the race with a moving train, Witness O Aphrodite,the deeds done in
Murky was my soul, she came in like a sunshine, We walked on a clone aisle, our lives were divergent, ‘tween my acumen and wisdom, she was the skyline. Lost in her thoughts, omnipresent was her sight, Falling in love
The dream of water, in a spiritual awakening… And the journey of Pisces through the astro sea in the shadow of Neptune. The travels of Apollo in the company of Horos and Aphrodite persuaded by the great and terrible creature
Your cheeks, in red ochre rouged In dimples, the scarab dew slurps Eyes and teeth, a white flash sleight Stretch marks, varicose crossed, like The Anaconda’s swallowing strains. Your life restless, the nose suffocates Dawn disrupts as the feathers ruffled.
O leviathan, enter the dark cloud of death defanging fire, the mountain wants to shiver. Sand was slipping from my fists. I cannot hold the time; wet eyes will find another moon. The milk had dried up in body. A
While you are engrossed by a mourned silence within, Abruptly! You get caressed by a love, like a Ghost orchid, and you glide along, submissively! He is an enchanter to the astray, and like a wild fire, on an iceberg,
Why do we suffer? What’s the point? People are born with terrible conditions, live lives of torment and pain. Die painful horrible deaths. Why? Why would a God created such conditions? To teach us lessons? Seems cruel I think. Wouldn’t
If I were a Book, On the shelf, I would be overjoyed to meet new people everyday. Some would flip through, Some would read through. The fact that I would enter a reader’s mind, brings thrills. The thought that one
As within, is without So simple to find that out Are you so pale? Examine every detail Once you are alert Watchful and smart Junk food you intake The law you break Is your guiding voice A terrible choice The
Speak to me in the lone nights, when all but your eyes watch The crowded clouds up, and the grunting dogs under lights, Empty and flare-smooth shadows of us may join in perfect Calmness and stunning peace of night; A
Small things were, Witness to genes- Of freak mutation. Tooth in eye, Becoming boat in blindness. Witch hazel, Fails to stop leakage. Thumb with beads of lymph – Stung high in stillness, Wants to peel off, The concept of injury.
Satellites, rockets, cameras explore the space everyday some come back, others circle on like Tom, Dick and James Kay. Everyone wants to seek a lot, ‘what is there in the core, how can I have a space to share, and
Imagination is the only true dimension; Somewhere which we can form an invention of perfection; Without these facts there is no way to escape our own three dimensional perception; We all dream inside the fourth into which there is no
Candle light, candle glow, inner sight, will to know, healing light surround me now, relieve my Spirit’s darkest vow. I am the Earth, centered and strong, I am the vessel for good and wrong, the human soul roots grow deep
In eyes the color of translucence Irises dilate to hold up The light hands cannot cup; In minds the color of efflorescence Cool heads may not prevail, Hot heads may not fail; But in mindsets the color of prison walks
I have a laughing mirror, When a wave of pride, Far from the humble banks, Attacks my body, Attacks my soul, Disturbs my balance, I see my face, In the laughing mirror. I have a laughing mirror, When ugliness of
Love is laughter. Love is knowing that you have someone to turn to. Love is looking at her and thinking she’s the most beautiful woman in the world. Love is being silly sometimes, but that makes you love her more.
It’s time to leave Far far away from here Go away please There’s no need to fear. Your time has now come Don’t fight anymore There’s nothing to escape from You just need to let go. You must understand, I
Who is the shepherd of fate? Nobody knows the answer to date A rhetorical question that provokes hate Seven out of eight Feel we are the masters of our own fate They say we control our mates They say we
The moments seem endless, Entwined in the seamless mind, Days go by in seconds, Hapless and breathless. The beats of the heart, Not the ticking of the clock, Wait endlessly, For a hello or goodbye. Lost in the sands of
The foundation of love is trust, appreciation’s brother is gratefulness, intense pain brings a rush, endurance shows faithfulness, we have to concentrate on us, so our seeds of love can blossom, loving each other is a must, so we have
I remembered my childhood in the cherry orchard, the way I did not want to complain about my too long name or about the fact that other children avoided me. I believed that for those who never lie to others
Putting the fire in mouth as a last rite he readied himself for the onslaught of questions, who will attack like leeches, the blood sucking parasites. It was a bizarre coalition of love between kissing cousins. The knifing will continue