Darkness and light.
The shades of grey in between.
Sultry poetry and gruff demands.
Delicate touch, bruising possession.
Primal desire and tender caring.
Electric exploration, engulfing recognition.
Sexual and sensual, artistic and intellectual.
Man, woman, singularity, multiplicity.
The breathtaking possibility.
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I can do all that.
Breathtaking. Exactly.
That part of the brain that concerns itself with linking phrases and whatnot is shut down--
grammar is unnecessary--
we are one subject,
verbs are our objects,
our artistic intellectuality,
our intellectual artistry,
traces lightly, strokes purposefully, pulls desperately, drives deeply, breaths raggedly, shoots hot and full and exhaustively, rests and cleans up well for dinner.
And for dessert?
-Bill
Possibilities indeed...
What a beautiful tapestry painted with your prose this morning.
xx
I'm all for the shades of gray.
What an intensely erotic, indeed, eloquent, way of breathing the words..
"I love foreplay."
:)
Interplay of Shadows. I crave the Light. I thirst for Darkness. I want to Command. I need to be Mastered.
My mind AND body must feed.
Probability. I calculate the vectors one by one. The conclusion still cannot be discerned.
Paradox. I dip my decanter into the Enchantrix' Mind. Peering within I see myself.
Sage: Can you, now? Prove it.
Bill: Thank you very much.
I do believe you've just provided dessert in the deliciously evocative words that make up your comment. Breathtaking, indeed...
SG: I'm something of an easy mark for the wonder of the unknown, the infinite possibilities (much like yourself, I suspect).
Thank you... xx
Os: I, too, adore the shades of the in-between...
sspsyclist: "Breathing the words" is so very evocative. I adore it. Thank you.
And I love foreplay also. Oh, the endlessly delectable possibilities... ;)
Muffin: Oh, yes. Equal parts shadow and light, day and night, submission and domination.
In the end, there is no end, no conclusion (as you rightly said). Just time and space and thought and sensation and possibility.
And your enchanting paradox, where I likewise see myself...
Somehow miraculous, isn't it, when faced with an expanding multiweb of possibilities? The delight at being able to pick and choose from a superfluity of options is a rare thing. Easy to become paralyzed with wonder and fear. How rarer still is the one who truly wants to experience EACH option, to drink the cup to its fullest, to experience the heady rush down each dark path.
-- PB
I agree, PB, that such openness, possibility, chance can leave us immobilized.
But I'm hoping the ones that embrace that "heady rush" as you beautifully put it, aren't too much of a rarity. Judging by your comments, and those above, it seems I'm not alone...
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