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Neen and Grampa, Love You Always

Neen and Grampa, Love You Always

webs

webs

Angel Robin

Angel Robin
MANY of these photos are courtesy of my SoulMate, my Beloved Eternal, Robin Taylor.

We Meet Again...

We Meet Again...

Lovers

Lovers

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VirtuosoBabe

FreddieBrianBabyKitty

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Cathy's Babies

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Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Tula's embrace

"Tula!" scream my Soul-strings, whispered ache as I thump ground
Your old eyes pierce me, fire-flowered spikes,
but oh, so long my yearning for this land,
your flick'rng memory, 
your blessed dirt beneath my wings

I knew I'd lived inside your arms -
in Stone you testified ...
Try to remember
Close thine eyes

Cierrate los ojos a ver si nos puedes recordar*
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Mothers always sought the deities; now they Realize
Who (She) reigns above insipid surly tourist Dreams
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I visit you by riding high those cycled rainbows,
my eyes closed;
my Soul ablaze
my Heart aLive
I feel so graced to stride with thee

*Close your eyes; let's see if you can remember us

to be continued

Thursday, February 13, 2014

tease (Bourbon - Teased Chocolate)

floated in through the Storm, clothed in blue-grey Clouds;
I felt no fear, no fear, no fear,
only honour:

I see your form move in:
move away, go away!

move to here, disappear!
please dance; spray your Joy; 
let  me see you;
I need your touch only to prove
that they believe  
please believe me

but
only smoke doth define thee...
 as ice crackles 'pon the ailing roof
Her Truths become lost Songs unknown;
?
your Sister sang that Song last Night,
opened fog-full doors; you flowed in like bourbon
kisses on
dark flames
buried fire.
LightStorm, SnowStorm, Winter-in-the-eaves torment-
sorrow as the huge Sea sings;
 She howls as strangers
bring in cloudy arms, round shoulders clothed in blue-grey smoke

I pray to thee: my Sisters be; hold me to your Hearts;
I love too deeply; my Heart breaks over
these Storms She sends with whispered Hopes;

please tell me how you want me to caress you
your pain cuts me til Her blood anoints Her Mountain caves
Your slave am I; I be they Slave

o honour me, sweet mournful Soul
o honour me, these Lives, untold til Moments
come
thy Mind aglow
upon thy Heart
I taste thy seeping Life
you share
you honour me
you honour me
impossibly
I sleep
I toss with star-drenched Seas;
Her tears doth fall

** "...little ripples in Time, maybe breakthru of subharmonic that may have been or may be in the future; little disruptions hard to quantify, maybe you see these,  but I don't, but maybe..."
(quote of The Large Kitten,  My Valentine...my SoulMate...Happy Valentine's Day, my BlueSonicBoy)

(weirdness received on a NightCake drenched in frigid, perilous Beauty. 
May all be safe; be warm; know you are loved for you, wherever you may be! 
Happy Day of extra-Love, although every Day ought to be... 
Happy Valentine's Day to my SoulMate, who reminds me to "...let the weirdness in..." (Kate Bush)