Where are you? The splendour of creation awaits. Beauty veiled, she dallies, playing with the wings of birds passing, swaying her hips with the wind, wanting to dance, to bring you music from planets and clouds. Call her by right name, hear her answer. Male or female, she is yours. She lingers, singing and playing, holding out a braceletted hand, all tinkle and glint. She wants to roll ecstasy over and under your skin, swirl bubblings into your blood, breathe you away through the waves of the ages. You can stay where you are (where are you?)…Continue reading
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