Language Love.

Believe in the ability of language to heal. Let these butterfly and love-laced words infuse your Spirit with the joy from the Cosmas: the feminine genius of consciousness. Ascend.

Friday, October 12, 2012

The New Book Cover....

Eye forgot so quickly about lies told as Eye looked into his Soul. A Love so bold.  And with him Eye knew…Eye wanted to grow old.

Black Hunny...

Eye just wanna take you higher.
Be the Soul~Dream that you desire.
You can smell my soaps on my skin, and my inviting kisses letting you in
Filled to the brim, overrunning with Love flow
Eyes low, Eye know...from inhaled hydro
And we drive slow, on a makeshift axis
and we plant kisses on the shoreline of my body...catch this
and your lips are Heaven ...Kiss me Bredren (smiles)
Goddess and God here...more like round 7
Tasting mangos and pineapples in the flow of my river
And your manhood will rise to the Ancient surrender
Feed you love, feed you your dinner
Feed you all of me, and Paradise you enter

See here we make the Universe vibrate as Eye gyrate
And you hold on tight while my arch shakes
And while many may call the climax the end
That high point is just where the passion begins
Long we've been friends, Souls from another
Feeling like the first time, grips like a lover
And though we may be undercover,
Tis fine...
because no one else needs Knowledge of this rendezvous,
As fine as wine

Waltzed into my Life as random as a roll of dice
But now we change the weather on these passion-laden nights ecstasy beyond realms of comprehension
This is your brown skin on my brown skin...if Eye forgot to mention...

The Moon Priestess.