will
Holding On
foreplayed
The bow of my body lay suspended by your charms
hung in mid air with the lightest of touch
Fire glazen eyes burn through naked flesh
Shudders tentatively meet the tips of your lips
Rib cage to Belly,
belly to hips,
to thigh
Breaths lay untaken
Tension rides the sinews
Pleasure languishing in every stroke
Your heated approach has left me starving,
Unlocked, ready, awashed with drippings
Flooding senses overridden
I thought no meant no?
A.I.: Am I?
*I Will Be*
February.15.2001
Trisha Barrk Hopkins
I will be your strength
When you are weak
I'll be your shine
When you are in darkness
I will be your compass
When you are lost
I will be your air
When you can't breathe
I will be your future
When you want to forget your past
I will be your life
When you feel like dying
I will give you love
When you feel like hating
I will be your tissue
When you feel like crying
I'll be the understanding
When you no longer feel like dating
I will be your words
When you have nothing to say
I will be your morning
When you feel like you have no day
I will be your water
When you are thirsty
I will be your shade
When you are hot
I will be your eyes
When you no longer can see
I will be with you
When you're at your favorite spot
I will be the one who restarts your heart
When it feels like it wants to die
I will be your legs
When you can no longer walk
I will be your something
When you feel like you have nothing
I'll be your words
When you can't talk
I will be your love
Till my dying day
Promise you everything
I'll stick by your side
When no one else will
I will be your whatever
I will be your something
Always and forever
Copyright
Mars And Neptune
This writer once knew a somewhat irate man. His secretary was
one of the few who could stand him. His mars was conjunct her neptune.
His anger (one aspect of mars) amused her (neptune). His crimson mars
was transmuted by her neptune rose colored glasses.
In other conjunction cases, the water sign neptune of one can melt away the mars will of another.
Dick Gregory's astrologer Jerrtha Love did an analysis of those
in jail for sex crimes and found that many had conjunctions,
oppositions or squares of mars and neptune in their birth charts.
Perhaps a sex crime could be compared to a Satanic pitchfork, made of Neptune's trident colored by Mars' red aggression.
But there are myriad millions of instances in which the energy of mars actualizes the highest heights of Neptunian mysticism.
-saiom shriver-
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book 4
deep slow inhale
as scent of your sex burns upon the surface of my mind..
muscles tense and release as fingers grip thighs..
deep exhale
as passions twisted release winds its way across your pearl..
slow thrust of fleshy force into ur pleasure..
focus of self upon instant moment of release
deep within..
meditation as known guides path to unknown..
past doubts and mind
to the essence of the space between us
as we touch deep.
my ode entitled ,brains a tape'
Brains a tape
I’v lost count
Times i’v said it
Brains a tape
Takes in many things
Subliminals; electric signals
Brains a tape
TV programs PROGRAM
Shoos true nature away
Brains a tape
Video; games and nasties
All find their way
Onto your brains tape
Controlling; Re patterns
Grips you unconsciously
Brains a tape
Even without your permission
Never stops recording
Can’t turn the tape
Off at your will
Though directionable
Body; microphone Of tape
Eyes, ears; whole body
Natural or manipulate
An update soon your tape
Swapped for a DVD
Will improve u exponentially
Will control your tape
Better than u ever have
Of this, will be glad
NOW, still a tape
Effected by environments
So keep heaven sent
with love not hate
MY ODE ENTITLED 'WILL GOD CARE'
Will god care?
When you die, will god care?
If you have a corporation
Or got a bright red Ferrari
Or a beachside condo
In Florida or Rimini
When you die, will god care?
If you fly your own helicopter
Or got your own runway
Like john Travolta
Doubt it somehow.
I felt compelled to read
The other week; Mother Theresa
She really knew god
That’s how I feel indeed
And she stated categorically
That the only thing that god
Really cares about at all
how much love you bring into
this sick perverted world
Materially; Certainly
But its only the western world
That has been swindled
Of all its Spiritually
And with it, all the love
That naturally
Emanates From ones soul.
Mother Teresa had one
Wouldn’t you know
As big as a school of
Blue whales
Full of so much truth
What lacked in the western life
It has no love: she understood
The most terrible poverty
Loneliness, and being unloved
And I agree with her that
The best thing you can do
To promote a world of peace
Go love your family
And to do good deeds
Cos a life not lived for others
Is not a life, and the man
Mentioned with corporation
Likely exploitation
I pity: No life at all
The dog eat dog world
Is being done away with soon
Cos god is a vegetarian
Will look after good people
Take them to a higher vibration