(Image by Blueglasscobalt.com)
Flocks of glowing white doves pass my window
Like earthbound visitors in this night we make of day
Mongolian tones moan as the breeze shifts to the south
Tuning in to the vibrations as energies synchronize
Fragments of cobalt flicker in the distance
Or is it a reflection of the blue star above
Two bodies that fit perfectly
Tumble with soft strokes of lovemaking
Breathing
Throbbing
In Harmony
So much
Without words
Without words


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R
Without words
The best kind of harmony.
To conquer the diurnal , a supernatural occurrence!
Anything can happen!:
The mystical perfect fitting
of two bodies , throbbing
in wordless harmony,
unleashing flocks of glowing white doves,
flying in synchronization, for example!
Let the snow come.
~R~
Love that image
The doves only flow for the best of us.
I would love to see a dove.
But I do no lovemaking.
I am solid in celibacy, for the reason
that it is all old news. Sex..all that..i know I am 1000 percent wrong
but I will monkishly read and keep to a cell.
You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks they really found you
It’s alright, ma.
With Love
:-)
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Inspired by Linda S.