Friday, May 14, 2004
This happens to me a lot. I wish I could remember....Damn Sweet Sticky, sweaty, wet, Deep, with a strong beat, Slow, soft, sensual. Dreams I can’t quite remember, Intense sensations as soon as I wake. I can’t remember, But I feel strange. My body filled with Sleep and liquid fire, Confused and aroused, Too awake to go back to sleep. Damn, what a day... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Schatz at 7:47 PM Comments (2) (link)
Secret Thin, stardust girl, Tired like moss, Awakened and sleepless At the edge of dawn. Creep, on your belly, creep, Seek the night again. Flutter like a flowers’ dust, Down to your bed and Amazing transformation into daylight Reality. Awaken to life. Being on the crust of the planet, Journeyer no... Sign in to see full entry.
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I'm so glad I have kept journals with all my poetry safely tucked inside...Goddess III As I reach out my hand the goddess gleaming, streaming, slithering snakes of silver and white fragmented light dive toward me. They dissipate on my skin like phantoms of kisses long past. I'm renewed in the vision she is the amazing lushness and beauty a woman presents- divine in her own... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Schatz at 12:38 AM Comments (3) (link) |
About this BlogAll poetry, mostly my own original works. Also, maybe a few of the quotes or excerpts from the writing that inspired the poetry.Links |
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