Guest guest Posted February 14, 2002 Report Share Posted February 14, 2002 If you still walk in twilight I would turn your heart aches into moonlight madrigals. Yet first let me give you more than old songs, but a drink from this cup of essence. When I was a young man I had a lover. Her breasts and form were such that old men would strain their necks as she passed by. Her face would have made sweet Aphrodite run for cover. Yet I have not seen her for many a winter. Each spring the buds return full of loves awakening. They smell redolently of our love and honey suckle I to her again. If your darling seems far away, taste your own breathe and saliva. Such memories are brought together in this moment to recall you to the Love of yourself that once given is a gift that never leaves you. The God of love never wanders from your home. She is as faithful to you as the wind is to the sky. Give now your heartbeats to Her touch upon your presence. This beguiling passion is Her essence. love eric Copyright 2002. Eric Ashford. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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