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Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Weaving Jasmine's Dance

soft Prelude

I

Jasmine Maiden sighs, exhales Twi-Light stars;
She sings exotic language in my ears;
My Soul, aLive, transforms her Words to flower;
Winter's Maidens dive to their caves in tears


II
She opens a Door to a moist mossy World,
where warm rough tongues trickle Music down your thighs;
"Maiden of Flowers paints your face ToNight!
 Gaze not upon Winter Ladies' weary eyes..."
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Canto Pequeño I      (Pequeño...  please see endnotes)
Arrival

The Heat arrives, crimson-attired,
needle-Minded, ragefull;
His dubious euphony cacaphones my ears!

Sirens pierce me; (my love hears only soft Dreams breathe);  
Stars melt down - their grey shades darken me
(In Peace, my True Prince slumbers through to Dawn.)
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Canto Pequeño II
la Tormenta

far-'way agonized tunings taunt my tears;
Frozen, I lie, prickled - o sumptuous fear!
I'm tethered to a schizophrenic Storm.
Unforewarned, a stranger here, but he finds me,
enfolds me in his Dreams; unquiet I lie -
a stranger in his arms or to myself?
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Canto Pequeño III
Eudora's Play

Begone, maniacal King!
No space here for Jesters - only lovers!
  Eudora watches with wise old eyes; 
He waltzes me in musky, swampy, lustful, yearning Morn;
Kissed by Eudora's Joy, I've joined her Game -

Finally! - I'm honored to be stung;
we melt in steamy luscious Dreamers' Air

Why am I a chosen one,
to witness this rich spectacle?
I feel so beautiful to be stung
 (I see myself, a puppet prancing 'round emerald mounts,
hung, in the pre-Dawn rose, )

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Canto Pequeño IV
Jasmine's Web

Play me, move me, Maiden of Flowers;
Weave me into your faery-flocked wreath;
I never minded the stultifying Heat;
I rather loved His touch

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Canto PequeñoV

 Breathe


Jasmine Maiden sighs, exhales Twi-Light stars;
She sings exotic language in my ears;
My Soul, aLive, transforms her Words to flower;
 enchanted to be aroused so -
these bewitch-ed pre-Dawn hours -
tethered to the schizophrenic Storm
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© CherylFaith Taylor  


**Pequeño means "small," in Spanish


*** with love to a beloved Muse, Eudora Welty, and endless gratitude for her beautiful, rich Writing, 
especially a certain Pagan - theme-d Story...or a couple


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