Understanding 

   “Be patient and tough someday this pain will be useful to you.” – Ovid When bodies trembled passionately, hungrily, In the enchantment of moments where every stroke is maddening. In the pleasure of inciting thrusts, pumping and clutching, Releasing the mind of its imagination so beautifully and unbelievably in the hardness of learning, to […]

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Myths Retold by Ovid

   Circë and Scylla, from Greek mythology as retold by Ovid. Scylla, was the daughter of a river god, loved by Glaucous.  He was also loved by the sorceress Circe. While Scylla was bathing in the sea, Circe poured a potion into the water which caused Scylla to transform into a monster with four eyes, […]

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Spring

   Unwrapping warmly at the touch, I could feel Spring was on its way,  A feeling of passion deeper than between the depths of all the oceans, Then, there was the love, too; It would be forthcoming, and into the warm, glutinous moist earth, Senses mixing intoxicating waves, Power to the strength of inner excitement;  […]

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Woman and Man

   The male is not less the soul nor more, he too is in his place, He too is all qualities, he is action and power, The flush of the known universe is in him, Scorn becomes him well, and appetite and defiance becomes him well, The wildest, largest passions, bliss that is utmost, sorrow […]

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Lovable

   How does one become lovable; maybe it’s when we love and giving and maybe it when we so loved that admiraton is returned.  It’s so hard to imagine about a life without you and how life could have been so different if we had never met.  Learning to love someone as we do now takes time; […]

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Holding on

   With a vision,  Of my heart in your hands Fingers tangled up,  Whispers and kisses in the night,  Rising long enough, To retreat into the darkness, Tangled up in sheets. 

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Written in the Stars

   Need you, because I want to  Not because I have to, Its a choice to choose someone, To accept, and to be taken; loved My one desire is you.  To hold the taste, In my hands, Taking firm, hard, And length, to be wanted Is everything and rare, Warm of desire,  Passion of my passion.  To […]

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