Topic: Eros
myanimalcracker's photo
Thu 10/23/08 10:27 PM
In our sleep we make love,
as if Hypnos, God of Slumber,
were a voyeuristic mapmaker,
marking tantric nighttime tracks for us to follow in the dark;
as though Eros, God of Love,
sung to us from the blue-black wilderness,
and we, in that waking moment,
allow ourselves pulled by his impassioned plea.
My heart never pumps harder than when I come
to consciousness at your trailblazing touch,
the tha-thud-tha-thud-tha-thud
beating against my chest
like the balled-up fists of hungry armies
banging
at Ares’ command.
Beyond midnight and time,
our rhythmic movements together are enough
to bring deities
down from their mountain,
down to their knees,
making myth
as unnecessary as dream

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Thu 10/23/08 11:36 PM
Quite hot, hot, hotpitchfork pitchfork

s1owhand's photo
Fri 10/24/08 03:08 AM
Edited by s1owhand on Fri 10/24/08 03:16 AM
devil

in one endless nightlong sexual kiss


myanimalcracker's photo
Sat 10/25/08 09:46 AM
Thank you (((pkd flowerforyou & H flowerforyou)))

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Sat 10/25/08 10:02 AM
noway WOW, I only wish I could do THIS in my sleep and remember it,lol...
Very moving in its depths of feeling and sharing.
blushing really....lolflowerforyou