lifting the veil of nights silence

[Passionaria]

glacial ~ pierce ~ paradise ~ beloved ~ muse~ prayer ~ bursts ~emotion ~ verse




my soul flutters across words
like a butterfly
making love to flowers
imagination bursts aflame
paradise drips from my lips
I your muse
melt
the metal of your intellect
into flowing rivers
of emotion
and you paint a fantasy
of me
in colors
of how I make you feel
you love
how I make you feel

beloved fantasy
painted in the colors
of your want
you dream of me
and your prose flows free
even there
you killed me
choked the breath from me
rather
than taking a chance
on loving me
for real

when your painting
and my story collide
fantasies turn staccato
and judgment careens
from your glacial eyes
words become icicles of malice
served from your icebox heart
and the arctic wind of your soul
leaves my pierced heart
too cold to bleed

[Passionaria]

Sweet dreams mi amor

when you lay down to sleep tonight

think of me

my lust seeping into your mind

unexpected and intoxicating

like the scent of perfume

carried on the wind

with no one in sight

stirring your soul

calling it close to me

your breath catching

your cock suddenly unruly and erect

with eyes closed

can you feel my warm moist breath

settling like dew on your skin

as my lips worship the dimensions

of your being

as you drift off to sleep

release yourself

into the sound of my voice

whispering in your ear

expressing exactly how

my passion desires

to meet

with your bravado

drift off to sleep

mi amor

I'm here

waiting to play

in your dreams

Passionaria

[Passionaria]

Dedicated to true love
Preface: As I travel this road of life, my heart unsure if another grown human can share my hearts notions of love, I find peace in knowing I can always touch true love in the eyes of a baby........

The first time our eyes met
shimmering STARLIGHT burst forth from
the azure velvet of night's sky
luminescent enchantment
free falling into the abyss of love
weaving golden threads of eternity
that bound our hearts
into a tender forever

Gazing into the beauty of your brown Doe eyes
my spirit caresses heaven
my heart enticed
to draw shimmering magic
through dimensions of real
into here, today
sprinkling stardust before you
as a blessing to
this infinite entanglement where
the beauty of your heart
the scent of your spirit
the knowing of your soul
becomes recognizable
beyond the confines of space and time

My PRECIOUS daughter
I stand before you
at the cross roads of heaven and earth
weaving sacred threads of eternity
into the fabric of a tender forever
in the name of LOVE

[Passionaria]

Dangerous hips

Walking, my hips gesture rhythmical feline stealth
sensuous movements weaving tales
of self and embodied flesh
speaking volumes, but not dangerous

When music calls to me, my hips answer
with curves marking serpentine lines in space
warm supple flesh with movements
emerging from instinct kissing inspiration
enticing, but not dangerous

Playing games of passion
my body wrapped in erotic Haute Couture
my hips loquacious, pleading you to be merciless
while dismantling my resistance to your Dominance
erotic pleasures, but not dangerous

Danger is not found in simple acts of flesh
It is found at the crossroads
where power and intention meet

Dancing before you my heart ascends into heaven
And I fall into spirit
hips sway and feet descend into the power of earth
dancing my hips become the playground
where heaven and earth collide
interweaving into tangible essences
expressed through the power of femininity
calling the Jaguar in me to emerge
fierce femininity
dangerous hips

[Passionaria]

Embers
The warmth of you, has caressed it's way
into my heart
and taken residence
as luminous embers of desire
that whisper your name
luminous embers of desire
melting my resistance
into please hold me close, and love me

My lips, sweet and sultry
long to trace the word passion
across your soul
igniting this dance
of come closer
into play with the fire of me
I want you to play with the fire of me
in the name of love

[Passionaria]

Needing your magic
in secret places of want
my lips call your name

[Passionaria]

Moonlight tonight
opalescent softness
weaving shadow
and iridescent light
into mysterious
images and feelings
emerging
beckoning
fading
into and out of
seen
existing in knowing
growing in feeling
calling to emerging
and fading back into
shadow and
opalescent softness
caressing the earth
in moonlit images
of time
my spirit
like this moonlight night
is fading into visibility
weaving shadow
and iridescent light
emerging before you
kissed by the moon
the scent of flowers
playing with the night