Let's fly away

Don Ricchilino

Let us fly away on our magic carpet over oceans and deserts,

Hide in forbidden oasis and bathe in fresh rivers under the palm trees,

Quench our thirst with heady wines, Satiate our appetites with goat cheese, dates and grapes,

Sleep on thick carpets under the golden moonlight surrounded by dromedaries and sheep,

My hips swaying to the sound of the nay and the darbuqqa,

Frankincense mingling with our dizzying carnal scents under the tent,

My wet lips on the flute playing its soothing rhythm to tame your insatiable snake.

Hierophant

You are The Hierophant

Divine Wisdom. Manifestation. Explanation. Teaching.

All things relating to education, patience, help from superiors.The Hierophant is often considered to be a Guardian Angel.

The Hierophant's purpose is to bring the spiritual down to Earth. Where the High Priestess between her two pillars deals with realms beyond this Earth, the Hierophant (or High Priest) deals with worldly problems. He is well suited to do this because he strives to create harmony and peace in the midst of a crisis. The Hierophant's only problem is that he can be stubborn and hidebound. At his best, he is wise and soothing, at his worst, he is an unbending traditionalist.

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Just let go

Letting go is just the most difficult thing in the world when so many things are at stake, but you have to move on.  I'm still on a roller-coaster most of the time, but feeling better.  I need to take care of my children who also suffer at the moment.  They need a strong mom.  I am therefore  going to post less for a while.  I'm still there, answering messages and reading, but right now, some people need me as much as I need them, and I need to concentrate on them.  

Love you all, my lovelies!

One of those days again...

Albert Watson

When you feel like this...










... or like that...

Tom Chambers - Rites of Passage

When you have to do this....

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.. and put on a happy face..

Kassandra

When you desperately need this..

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and this..

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.. but you don't know when this is going to happen again...

you hope for this....

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Signed:  the Drama Queen :)

Ghost Lovers

You picked me up from the airport and we decided to go have lunch in that lovely city we both love.  It took us a while to drive there, but we made it just along the street leading to the Crescent.  What a view! Old memories coming back.  We had a late lunch in a small café and reacquainted with one another.  We ordered the same food, we seem to have the same tastes.  I had a delicious glass of red wine tasting of redcurrant.  


When we left the café, you took my hand and told me I was just the right size to hold your hand comfortably.  Our fingers entwined and my heart was racing.  I could not believe I was here with you after such a long wait.  We walked to the Crescent.  There was this seagull that was scratching the lawn in the park looking for worms we supposed, we stared at it for a while and laughed.  You then took me by the waist and kissed me there.  What a delicious, breathtaking kiss this was.  My hands in your back were grabbing your jacket.  I could not have enough of you.  A kiss on the Royal Crescent was more than I would have expected.  We then continued our stroll around the block and down the side to the park.  I told you of my belief in spirits and about the ghost walk I took in my young days when they would take you around on a dark foggy night to all the haunted places and tell you about the ghost lady clad in an 18^th century dress, who appears now and then on certain nights near the Pump Room.  

Will you be able to see the ghosts of the two happy lovers kissing and walking down that Crescent next time you return there, I wonder?

Mine

Filthy Gorgeous Things - Larry Clark

Jazz was softly playing from the device you had placed next to us. We were relaxing in a warm bubble bath, the light from scented candles surrounding us in a light glow.  We had scrubbed and soft-soaped each other.  I think it was raining outside, and we were just lying there,  in the soothing bath. Quietly. Your head resting on my right shoulder, while I was languidly running my hand across your torso, on your nipples and your stomach, stroking your hard oozing cock as you softly sighed.  You were completely abandoned; eyes closed, in my arms, my lover to be, in this moment suspended in time, in the glow of the candlelight,  you were mine, entirely mine.

HNT 18 - I am the Amazon

Lady Godiva by John Collier
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I am the amazon, the wild woman, the warrior and the explorer

My eyes are set on the stars that will lead me to foreign lands

Where I hunt and fight against all odds

I fear nothing nor no one to trouble my peace

I am the amazon, the wild woman, the warrior and the explorer

My tired body is longing for some rest under the starry sky

In a green meadow, in the shadow of a willow or a chestnut tree

My bow and shield resting on my side among the fireflies

I am the amazon, the wild woman, the warrior and the explorer

In the secret of the night, in the arms of my beloved I long to rest

Yet my warrior was nowhere to be found, nor did he hear my call, and left

I will go my way through the deserts , over the mountains, across the seas

I am the amazon, the wild woman, the warrior and the explorer

I will hunt and fight and lead my lonely life, fending for the pure land of my ancestors

And during the evening gatherings with my sisters, I will think

Of this fair warrior, who will take me in his arms under the stars

and cover my body with burning kisses in a dance of the senses