One Thousand And Nine Ways To Love You

There's a storm coming and the tide is rising, I hike up my dress and wade into the water
I want to disrobe you in this wet wilderness of pounding heart  and throbbing pulse
Did I tell you that to date I have discovered one thousand and nine ways to love you

And I am still counting

So make passable the impassable! Be brave and open up your Heaven to me!
Flood my soul for forty days and forty nights and let me feed you my wild honey and manna
And cradled within waves and winds, a new covenant with new stories will be born
 

And lovers will still be counting

Catherine Ann Howatt-Dickson

The true spirit of delight, the exaltation, the sense of being more than Man, which is the touchstone of the highest excellence, is to be found in mathematics as surely as in poetry.

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13 de dezembro de 2013

pertinente.

I am amazed by the things that I am capable of when I trust someone to push me past my perceived limits

When I share my body with someone, I’m sharing more than the purely physical. When everyone involved allows themselves to be truly open, we all come away with more of something (amazing and indefinable) than we started with. Putting someone’s appendage into one of your orifices and opening yourself in a personal and emotional way are two different things. When they happen simultaneously, that is where sex becomes so wonderful that poets start to make sense and you lose the ability to pronounce ‘fine motor skills’ much less make use of them.

Stoya. encontrado aqui.

I wanna write poetry on your skin with my mouth