Soulfuly Sensual

Being sensual is not inherently sinful


You'll be better off choosing Mary-Anne any day

Posted on June 12, 2010 at 9:40 AM

Choose me!

Choose me & u won't regret.

Don't forget, it's as good as u can get.

It was fun to have u as my no. 1.

Now count up 2 10 & we'll do it again.

That's all 4 today


2 skilfully balance work & play.


Experience TLC

especially from me.


If u're searcing 4 perfection

u're heading in the right direction.

If your dreams don't come true, don't despair

as by all means, just for you, I'll always be there.

Your dreams & aspirations reflect true care.

Don't choose.

Don't refuse.

Don't lose.


U&I in the right position

will let you regain your composition

& improve your disposition.

You are extremely sensual

extravagantly sensational;

excitingly sexy&productive

& extraordinarily seductive.

Infinite variations:


Life's infinite variations

can assist u

in meeting ur aspirations.

Relief is attainable

4 ur life 2 become sustainable.

With perseverance

the seemingly impossible

may become possible.

With the right attitude

you can put more hours in your day

for work and play.

Planning properly today

may make a brighter future

tomorrow possible.

Don't waste time regretting yesterday

when what happened

is insignificant and demure

by comparison

of you finest hours your'e still to endure.

Look beyond what you may perceive

and look forward to what you may achieve.

Ambition is not altogether as difficult as it may seem.

Just dream.

If you just dare

your life may be truely beyond compare.

Sustain your body & life

& experience abundant lack of strife.

Improve body, soul & mind

& peace u will find.


Your energy won't be depleated

once u're comfortably seated.



Improve circulation.

Enjoy revitalisation.

Relax your muscles.

You owe it to yourself.


and treat

yourself as elite.

Pamper yourself

from head to feet.

Too tired to mention?

Let me relieve your tension.

With a positive outlook

no discomfort will remain,

but relief from physical pain.

Let ur worries go outa sight

& ur spirit take flight.



the time of ur life

& decoy worries & strife.

If you aspire to find,

One that is caring & kind;

You may live,

In memories to give;

As you can not tell,

When's the time to bid farewell.


Forget your trials

& regain your smiles.

You are more sturdy than the tallest tree,

sweeter than any flower the eyes could see,

purer than the purest spring that's sprung,

more wordy than the greatest song unsung.


Now, give ur self a gift of the present

and for me a drink that's evervescent.

There's nothing quite as special

as receiving a smile

as it puts a smile on my dial

& makes my day worthwhile.

It is not just who we are, but how we apply ourselves that is of importance.

Summarily, despite all indications to the contrary, nothing is as bad as it may appear at a first glance.


Improving ur health

contributes 2 wealth.

To those in dedication

whose mission

it is to improve inner vision

you have full permission

to make a decision

to obtain a favourable disposition.

Comfort - not too overt:

Experience comfort

& release from discomfort.

Experiencing distress?

It may help 2 relieve ur stress.

Quality time:

U'll find some quality time

completely sublime.


you travel

over gravel

or depending on weather

by air

as long as you get there.

Because you're given to not forgot

Because you're given to be sure of what you not forgot

it's to present the present with bunch of forget-me-not

that's absolutely essential if not quitessentialy true,

should you perceive the world & wish future to pursue.

Because your original expectations last year shattered

and sure enough unanswered questions were scattered,

you now know that culmination of events in moderation

are luck at throw of dice not given to much persuasion.

Since you cannot accurately determine the opportunistic

apprehended by constant apprehension of altruistic

you practice oblique comprehension that thus inhabit

every year's passing without notice becoming habit.

Due to poet's & politicians quoted & misquoted

you may in uncertain correspondence have noted

that resolutions serve revolutions to inhibit,

as fading memories pose statuesque as museum exhibit.

Resultant of serious regard to situations humorous,

you may stop behaving naturally appearing glamorous,

drinking from flask of liquid presumably intellectual

of life's water in determining

Never ending clocks run slower

Never ending clocks run slower under a shooting star.

Music in meeting impressions are strummed with guitar.

Those've hummed new year's tunes in couplet time double

never both near & afar have that difference of trouble.

Timeous meetings cause elation ignoring imperfection

celebrating places in contemplation of affection.

The only thing of importance are unclimbed mountains,

disturbing knowledge by defining washing fountains.

Impression of subconscious & unconscious rejection

can only be truely appreciated in conscious connection.

Your memories lift you to a higher level distinguished

since your new year promises of setbacks relinquished.

Inherently at precise time you develop new technique.

Your behaviour becomes orderly: ordinary, but oblique.

Entirely strange ideas now appear illustrating sensuous

as renewed perceptions are frustrating arduous.

Learning about ability to transcend time in nature

results from self-awareness as you do fully mature,

all the while marvelling at yet unconquered recognition

of what really does not exist in startling premonition.

Limited opinions

It is sad, but true that years bring limited opinions

over overt lost last time & divided differing dominions

that nobody believe & world leaders do not bemourn

grieving over mistakes in a long year's sojourn.

Man could in gaining popularity regard above society

as appearing charming though ravaged by iniquity.

Secrets of peace are contrary to those who languish

as languid politicians inflicting much anguish.

Oh what a shame that denounced attendance opinions sway

in show of cultural heritage that basically betray;

fanatical manners actually understood blesses

mortal man's reputation with reckless religious tresses

giving rise to anger, mistrust and melancholly

foreseeing a new year of unforeseen folly.

Oh,wouldt be better if menre less pretentious I whisper

Cessation of intimidation & violence quiver & whimper.

Would't be said that new year's waste of time instead?

What'd happen if mere mortals stopped toiling forbread?

You will never see the old year again that's gone under

an overprotective world heralded out assunder thunder.

Harmony empowered

When is a better time for harmony to be empowered

than at that exultuous time where time's deflowered

during respectable spectacle of calendar's excite

of old year meeting new open to all without invite?

Requiring compare wonder at devotion throughout motion

equation of new year being greater than old by notion

realising pleasures can be occupied treading on grass

despite man's furtive preoccupation clock to surpass.

Time's procession don't seem straight surfaced beneath

relationship of seconds seconded by predicted belieth.

Movement of surprise & dismay's triumphant never chant

appear as shooting stars&fireworks unanimously haunt.

Fate is not premeditated though prayers are meditated

stilling anxiety instilled in poor thus agitated;

congratulations are in order as church bell's melody

ring in a new year oblivious to forgotten tragedy.

Kindly remebering of good gains wisdom's wary flight

of conflicting deliberate choices that could delight,

time and again the passing of a year senses into bliss

of cautious selective discarding of many a dark abiss.

Dreamy & dreary clouds

So the weather collaborated in relatively dreary

particles cognate with moon in what's considered weary

resourceful brilliant interaction that exudes

an ambience that mere dreamy modesty excludes.

Anthromorphosis oft eludes those seemingly in the know

requiring wonder at such wonderful sights yet to show

presumable reflecting vandalism as perfection before

wondering wandering scholastic perceptions bore more.

Predicted occurrences assisted in prophesies of divine

since multiples not held by me widely belongs as thine

approaching discoveries mention of materialistic good

that in paradigm shift was deduced to have withstood.

My benevolence exist as challenges for my many foes

who in not being extremely accurate overrate with woes

humanity's teaching falling where previously arose

significant natural understanding everyday as chose.

Learning equations demonstrated sprinking discontent

with uncommon start executing steps peacable&turbulent

basically building universe acceding to the throne

understood communication studied by act of being lone.

There are those who chose

Direct contrast of good enough isolated those

who reinterpreted philosphy of reality as they chose

in pending inquisitiveness of inquisition in sight

inquiring at interdict of mountain's valleys fright.

Such closed interpretations question lost affections

burdening memory's temperamental temporal recollecions

preceding issue of ultimately refused untimely hearse

theorising lost potential simultaneously timid&terse.

Foundation of problems in relationship don't matter,

illustrated by developed compliments & idle flatter

heeding pixed points granting success in participation

overcoming existing reason superior to inclination.

Accusations received summarily pale in insignificance

to implied remarks, measures&principles of cognicance;

value represented by numbers of members in an audience

are marginal to forces manifesting in recognicance.

Unrecognised straightforward spirits bravely reckoned

neither development nor contributions to that beckoned

by surreptitious hinting of favourible promises told

in choosing the wrong option unwittingly not behold.

Reinterpretation as it would be

Unwitting fools and the seemingly ignorant reckoned

that following dead-end avenues'd lead where beckoned,

differing process of stepping towards false splendour

of dependable hard reality posing undispensably tender

Speaking differently once affected by air of despair

preparing compromising principles beyond compare

acting indifferently renaming all remaining trades

of sacrilegious sarcasm represented by ace of spades.

Reckoned in heat o'distinct hatching egg's Renaissance

is systematic dance converse entropy of broken trance.

Will yonder return eventually the slow tortoise sent

or would such reprent a stagnant presented ornament?

What be man that he can malevonlently care to extend

the extent to wit he went for that foe regarded friend

whilst mere thought adrift maliciously pose as clouds

that in crying and tantrums thunder torn to shrouds?

Why relationships act as magnetic forces in this life

as inseperable from loneliness as elation is to strife

&for what reason should discoveries from afar do good

in broadening scope&horizon of concepts misunderstood?

Previously rational & right

What has previously been known as rational & right

now is a mere refuting glimmer of a previously bright

legacy of dissimilar popular queens between kings

and heritage of angels indifferent to clipped wings.

Words travelling as such in troubled verse transverse

extremely impeded current thoughts in terse converse

rationalist symblism of Christianity's Bible divine

in reflected good association of blessings do shine.

Self imposed spectrum of light encapsulated in dream

cast shadows of perceptions akin to trout upstream

swimming against the current in season and in view

of fishermen wanting wonting in such selfish in lieu

of fact that these floating examinations evaded regal

grasp as waves deterred determined talons of an eagle

opting rather for an ironical olive branch now made

with bark and trunk of neighbours thus betrayed.

Should it be no wonder then that infinity casts aside

such evaluations inconclusively made by foolish pride

and would cause for right be radiated to yet another

slumber indefininitely in dynamic dreaming undercover?

Unpunctuated relevant development

Relevant development were kept as phenomena slept

oblivious of rainbow rejoicing though clouds wept

in irrverent efforts for raindrops not to retire

from parting clouds to fall amidst in like desire

falling faster than a climber ascending hills steep

were those conclusive situations arising from sleep

parting with fun realising in culminating dismay

that array of drops in ocean went astray as river sway

perturbed by passionate gentlemen in whose palm

a trickle of water in baptising served as balm

sequentially saving insignificant water from obscurity

knowing promise of God's love despite man's infedility

in such life looking back eratically in ever increase

as a storm wind erupts from a once gentle breeze

signifying inconsistencies of man's perfect success

progressing development rather being content with less

resulting in woe & begone tales if wailing & woe

casting assunder upwars ambitions as these do go

questioning contributinos of relatives' rejoice

when friends are more faithful&committed by choice

Hospitality delays

Unfortunately there's a hospitality delay

in entertaining a friend boisterously loud

uttering in jealousy shadows to a sun's ray

meaningfully ending in being overly proud.

Inevitably there's many places like home

saying to your friend such as their opinions to sway

in excitement mistaking bubbles with foam

awaiting the day when we reconciles with they.

Eventually time proceeds to midnight hour

as passing of time can even waeken the strong

heeding crow announcing time passing in clock tower

and not all birds flyinh high sing melodious song.

Unperturbed by lies are the seemingly wise

and righteous seperating beloved in lost love

when sadly gazing with soul's window eyes

are cries of dove betrothed to trove.

Habitually interfering badly of innocent spake

those casting friendships & relationships askance

testing gullibility as in Eden did snake

not bothering to fathom reality or admitting to trance

Be strong to get along

A man with muscles oh so strong

was pulling a heavy weighted cart along,

along the road passing a crag,

not knowing jag, but wanting to brag,

wonting for lrics of song to sing,

oft inclined to jargoning,

deliberating colloquially,

whistling jovially,

following a straight line,

not as much as pausing to dine,

thanking God for the day he was born,

passing the time on that sunny morn,

not wanting for a dime his pockets to adorn,

not concerned 'bout bread nor corn,

momentarily entranced by a bleating foghorn,

seemingly oblivious of his shirt so torn

progessing slowly though feeling forlorn,

greeting all with smiles, not scorn.

The wind doth blow

The wind doth blow

o'er feet & head

as it dost o'er friend & foe

captured or fled.

A bird flew as the wind blew o'er grass emersed in dew

not having angel's wings not halo to follow

though the fairbreast do in passing through

the sleepy hollow solemnly muttering hallo.

The musician now blows soothingly an oboe

in thought that although he fought

with arrow & deleberating on deliberate boe or bow

though inevitably the breeze doth blow in thought.

Bliss is prefarable over woe

in fair weather

in restraining aiming a crossbow

being peacefully thogether.

Far below the snow dost go

as the wind wails in a message to impart

also filling with cold air the sleepy hollow

coldly amusing itself with the lover's heart.

Until the will is stilled

The still waters flow still,

lions pausing to drink growled

at a young buck approaching water at will

having been heard as though howled & scowled.

The once leafy tree now serves as a pole,

voices are quited previously loud

what happens to man's soul

when such wanders over a cloud?

A lost treasure is seldom returned,

in silence sound is bound,

no picking has been discerned

in arching a straight line into a circle round.

Man's spirit passed on's referred to as belated,

corn gold foerever loses the green

in progress loss is abated,

the hidden's not to be seen.

There's distiction between are and were,

bad is realised in absence of good,

in perpetual motion what's here's now there

and of necessity to ignite fire would use good wood.

There fears here

There fears here,

the old is lost in renewing,

where everywhere's waiting in queue

on cue of one's own doing.

Hear what will rear

when alone is one

ere you lend an ear

to off and on.

Past that peer a steer steared

to an island with the sea around won

walking on a pier that miraculously appear

having set out to achieve what was done.

The fisherman threw a spare spear at a fish near

under the moon ironically visible at noon

and peered at what from beyond horizons appear

while listening silently to a loud bassoon.

In fear visible nears, then disappears,

adding two to seven also makes nine divine,

don't heed restless gossip in gossamers & meres

as darkness emphasizes a glimmered shadow shine.

Surround sound around

Within a circle round I was walking around

when unexpectedly a person came

dancing to sound in strange surround

of whom I'm not quite sure of the name.

The howling billowing wind

blowing over those wanting of wont

striding behing telepathy of mind

chanting either hurried can or can't.

Lovers holding one another's hand

after praying at mass for a wind driven mast

leaving foorprints in seasand

commiserating passed past.

Gazing faithfully at the heaven

commemorating requems past

receiving what is given

at last relinquishing lost blast.

At the height of noon spooning an appetising tune

as man devours meat of beast

midyear June in reality watching a cartoon

that at the most could be doh least.

They say he did a lion slay

Is there truth in the say

implied in all averred reverred

that he did a lion slay

after it devoured an avery bird?

Was he really away needless to say

in arrears of upper area near

where the lionesses lay as they may

preyfully thin though seemingly sincere?

Could he sense recognaisance

when to all his feat he did declare

reversing an act of vengeance

when shooting into the air?

Could he keep the lion at bay

while being sadder&wiser, yet forlorn

when his countenance lay

in this act having met with scorn?

Did that lion haunt him at night

until he rose in the morn

gaining delight as noble knight

for all his trophy to adorn?

Spark in the dark

A spark is noticeable in the dark

when at the sky gazing up

as a lark settles on bark

and rain evades an empty cup.

The lark is plump

and feels on tree stump

an alarming nudge

as tree meets sludge.

Along the clock's hand

the hour's still small

being young & in command

climbing hill considering all.

Youth glamorous ever & anon

as the earth's forever round

anonymous millions remaining anon

pause to listen to thunderous sound.

What is wealth without health

or wisdom telling withal

when momntous gaining of stealth

fares well in any bright hall.

Bizarre bazaar

There is a rise and dip

as at the bar they are

gulping after taking sip

at the bizarre bazaar.

The liquid's steady drip

with the music blast

and a tip for a safe trip

seems a doubt to cast.

The acrobat's fit

near a crowd's cheer

& outwits those who sit

near the stage actors appear.

Progressively it gets late

& still the smoke afloat

not bothering to exit gate

nor to baord a boat.

Many friend's feet meet

their partners there

savouring goodies sweet

not pausing even for prayer.

I sigh about what I see with my eye

I sigh about what I see with my eye

observing the thump of a lump

bidding yes to eyes that cry

bumping into a huge trump.

Butterflies fly in the sky,

fungi favours a rock,

by and by an effort to try

is attempted by weathercock.

Should I lie 'bout what I saw in the sky

and how my feelings were stirred

by aspirations reaching high

making the unheard of heard.

What sadness prevails when mortal men die

as the ocean ends at beginning of land

when a friar doth lowly fry

in taking a superior stand.

Is it only me who's lonely?

Will all things be granted to those who pray?

Do people need company?

What excesses are required to be merry & gay?

Must trust rust?

Copper shades of brown

inevitably must rust,

what goes up must come down

digusted by wind gust;

reality is often grim

discarding prayer gusht,

should she trust him

in eventual ashes & dust;

without the sun there's still a moon

as in God we trust,

rotten apples uneaten are strewn

and of bread remains a crust;

fishes in water are not drowned

inviting mermaid as guest,

when water & metal rust found

and in baptising we be blest;

the wind endeavours to find a mind

without as much as having to scout,

the peeled orange leaves rind behind

in effect out and about.

Bide to abide in abode

You may bide to abide by your existing abode

when you're still learning & yearning to earn

gliding over glades of various workloads

in a brief sojourn in travelling yearn.

You may plant flowers in the garden beside

and as it were declare

that you saw a lone bird glide

wearing wings unaware.

You may have a vision in sight

slight raising your eyebrow

of a home enveloped in light

and being content even though

absence of treasures is no longer rich

and the lost sheep no more return,

the male dog's given up seeking a bitch

and the smoky ash has ceased to burn.

No more can lift a heavy weight

than create uproar 'bout unfair score

when finally locked is the gate

and there's no answer to knock on the door.

Bare air

Today, my heart is cold in the bare air,

the light, once bright, seems dim,

it seems meaningless to ascend a stair

and purposeless a seedling to trim.

Today, I'm enveloped by gloom

perturbed by those rays bright,

not having any more room

for an endless needless plight.

Life's meaningless, so is death,

aimlessly moving to and fro,

the heart breaks with a single breath

descending to below.

An endless entering of more doors,

discarding & ignorance of powers,

wandering along endless floors

hated by people, but greeted by flowers,

stale is the pale air here,

beauty goes beyond what eyes see,

would I have been nobler as a queen

assembling useless knowledge curiously?

The read red book

The primary colour red

is noticeable in erupted valcanoe's spray,

leaving trace elements in books yet unread

tarrying to pack away an ecyclopedia tray.

Both insecure and adventurous is the edge

on the mountain where faithful friends pray,

partitioning reminiscent wedge

stagnating in progression alway.

There parables of dread pause so as not to tread

in the path of a boy wandering ahoy,

at the passover a bowed head passes bread

while joy may be found with idea to toy.

Despite all the sun remains bright

as she the shadows see,

illumiating with red a glow of white

reastricting excesses exceedingly.

What is thought here also once were there

as red and white merged on book's cover's pink now,

having been heir to bare pages I bear by brow of hair

even though having amassed knowledge unseen by thou.

Here, there & everywhere

Some degree of trepidation it takes to be fond

of unsighly snakes of various makes;

some unfrozen water's left in the pond

concealed as fakes by ice & flakes.

Some residue precariously remained

when trading joy for distress;

some anonymous are found amongst those named

and some wakefulness despite weariness.

Some degree of pain results in spiritual gain

and warmth, youth & vigour are cradled by old & cold;

in repetition again obscure realises main

reminiscent of many tales told.

Some sun still hides behind thunder so loud

as not one, but many in sorrow opt for shroud;

some lucidness is in sleep & weariness in awake

as equal in importance as make & break.

Some shapes materialise in straight line bend

and some restful truth evades lying;

some stangers are but yet an unmet friend

as here, there & everywhere life's left despite dying.

Back on track

White chalk on scoreboard black

is disputed by referee in sporty attire;

some runners take longer than others back on track

as some sparks escape from Olympic fire.

Athletes garments perspiration drank

to the applause of a crowd's roar;

at the finishing lines were bodies dank

winning and losing alike entering door.

As the cock crow's the marching band's rock

bestows an hour's glory of victory in tower;

having practiced many hands passing a clock

being rewarded for dteremination with a flower shower.

The ball in the goal enters still

as the sweet scent of glory fill the air;

the trophy's awarded to those champions who will

triumph adversities in fate to dare.

Many tournaments came

in imminent unachieving fear;

encouraged & motivated by Olympus flame

as heroes in the making are now where once men were.

Had I known I own my own

Had I known I own my own

destiny in my unknown youth,

that may have belong to me that now I do not own

and instead of falacy I would've seeked truth.

Had I known seddling could become trees tall

and that even futile efforts are not in vain,

I may have graced a nobler hall

and more meaningfully thought with my brain.

Had I known that homes are partitioned in room

and despite what's below there's divine love above,

I doubt if it would've been wisely advisable to groom

the wild horse unmounted referred to as love.

Had I known there is diversity in what seems same

and favoured peace moreover disdain,

I could've undone what's been done

and not have repeated the same mistakes again.

Had I know there's more blessing in giving than take

that mortal man are all in Christ one another brother

and many pastels can eminate from enlit rainbow pale

I would've understood hypocrite's false pride to other

Around the sound of an unbound hound

I never have enough time to be,

nor know why there's distinct he & she;

I can nether fathom praise bowed,

nor understand why most foolish are most loud.

My thoughts are perpetually around

the sound of an unbound hound

& seldom continue. but pause halfway

to keep at distance what's indeed away.

My hearts always beating in my breast,

modestly covered by a mere vest;

not attempting to regain what fate cruelly took,

seeing forever, without present look.

I habitually procrastinate, putting off next,

finding simple pleasure in composing a text,

wondering why affluent foolish until tomorrow

depite wisdom progress without apparent sorrow.

I intermiitently in thought pause my tea to stir,

wondering how decoy of untalented brings them here,

why ungifted writers become famous with shadows bought

as silly content childlike are sold without vow sought

I contemplate by what way & assay

a person so haughty would delay essay

taking foolish pride by misleading bale

presenting ostensibly attractive book with content pale

Prest breast

The oppressed are oft most pressed

by the rich living in opulence fine,

tragically having nobler character abreast

of tho hight&mighty thinking they're better than thine.

The ways of the world are not alway clear

ignoring many a phoenix out of dust risen,

not bothering to heed or notice silent tear

of those innocent condemned confined to prison.

Wonting of wanting, oh, woe is me,

in existence and persistence dulling the thrill,

of paranoia & anxiety both posed fearfully

would it be worrying unnecessarily, psychically still.

Would it be the well intentioned could do most harms

as untruths are adhered to as though in a trance,

and love's forever evading open arms

ignoring in ignorance thoughtful countenace.

Is it strange how the strong surpass the mild

and night always ends a day once bright

and that maturing still nurtures inner child

when in sleep there's no awareness nor need for light

'Twas said to have saith

'Twas said to have saith

that the liar who decieved lion in its lair

was dead after having met an untimely death

without shelter of air.

'Tis say that wind trees sway

outside homes for rent

from homelessness a day away

mortaging pent up repent.

'Twere unfathomable how creation began

for men listen only to what they wish to hear,

sanctifying seemingly unsacred sacistan

making a castle out of a mole's abode mere.

'Thas been prescribed in folly that infant should ween

and thought much literature, few read the tale,

when the one track mind cannot decipher line between

as aspirations are set on mountains losing sight o'dale

'Twould've been different to differntially remain same

being met by haughty exiting limo in disdain

taking foolish pride in a shoelace honestly done

seeming though refusing friendship for acrynomous gain

Love to betrothe

My simple, yet complicated whole

is akin to a square peg in a round hole,

loving to betrothe charm in trepadation

awaiting in omission & remission of your perspiration;

a misfit, with stormy currents of emotion & penitence

pervading below my seemingly placid appearance

in disagreement of innocence

& desires unbridled in deliberance.

Wow, with regards to issues, so exciting,

what if I was intentionally inviting?

Should I try & entice you?

Would you perhaps unintentionally come too?

With roaring like a lion & thunder, sighting

a passionate current strike like lightning,

exhileration electrifying may cause storm to erupt

from this planet right to Venus, abrupt.

Charming adventure overture:enjoy joining expedition

Transformation's yet possible

inasmuch as change is rife:

I don't know if I'll ever find a noble

someone to complete this jigsaw of my life,

as I relentlessly turn down wrong path

in wanders nocturnal,

wondering at maze of intelligence opposed with

dejection of ephemereal.

With some of my love,

regardless of circumstances permit,

cordially coming from romance's treasure trove:

Fancy a cordial invitation to wild ride in my chariot?

I remain, in sensuality, spirituality & sponateinity

truely yours sincerely

albeit responsibly & discerningly,

with affection accordingly.

Romance dance

Would you in solitude meek

Ecstacy in intercourse seek?

Would you draw in breath in distress

At sheep clustered' round shepherdess?

Would you unwittingly seek homeage

In a quaint adrift with snow cottage?

Would you despite forfeiture smile

Even though the troubled path ahead extends a mile?

Would you contemplate glorious while

Pondering over wisdom's disregard of style?

Would you find a crest laden haven

Settling down as in nest of a raven?

Would you fade due to fright

Or still value a common day's light?

Would you perceive views plaintively

Pointing in upliftment to the holy?

Would you be enchanted by a starry sky

Or albeit reluctantly bid a bye to I?

Or would the simple summit be shaking

In rise of the gentle ground quaking?

Will still sway away

When rising at haunted morn

Forsaking sleep with subtle yawn

Deliberate on what you would

Rather on what you possibly could.

More effort's moulded in chopping wood

Than being scolded for being cold though could

You wish your day's filled with events many

Ought being inspired even if not having any a penny.

As the tree had withered so the bark be

As a bird without wing and he without she.

Mistaken prey captured by the heart

May even when ceased employ charitable start.

Those words that were favourite & surely well meant

Bestowed on less wretched & free could create content

Though having fiercely by compass at will

Categories: None

Post a Comment


Oops, you forgot something.


The words you entered did not match the given text. Please try again.

Already a member? Sign In