This is the point from which I could never return, And if I back down now then forever I burn. This is the point from which I could never retreat, Cause If I turn back now there can never be peace. This is the point from which I will die and succeed, Living the struggle, I know I'm alive when I bleed. From now on it can never be the same as before, Cause the place I'm from doesn't exist anymore [Immortal Technique]
Monday, April 16, 2012
Fragments Of Midnight Memory
Posted by "CavalierZee"
A swirl of clouds in midnight skies
reflected in her glist’ning eyes,
and hair as soft as springtime’s breeze
in this, the sight that my mind sees.
Removed by gently shaking hands,
a summer dress pools on the sand
beside a never-ending sea;
a vision from my every dream.
Emerging from that linen sphere,
and shedding with it doubt and fear,
she steps with feral feline grace
and a flush of passion fills her face.
Infused with lust she can’t define,
slim fingers trace her center-line
from downy tufts of hidden mane
across a flat and fleshy plain,
A feath’ry climb up fleshy peaks,
a pause to give a teasing tweak,
up slender throat, through silken hair
extending further through the air.
A moonlight back-lit silhouette,
arms raised, performs a pirouette,
so lovely, lithe and filled with joy,
as one girl dances for one boy.
As shattered inhibitions cede,
no match for lovers’ fervent needs,
he stops her spin with his embrace
and her hands fall to frame his face.
A kiss so light, and e’re so slow,
and gentle as the falling snow
alighting on a bed of leaves,
a memory that my heart believes.
[Poem By Secreted Sins]
Image: Unknown Model
Photographer: UnknownVia: http://forums.bit-tech.net/showthread.php?t=97569&page=15
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