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The sound of her voice was his music,
mute of syllables, singing of his
banishment from the grace of her words.
He gathered sleep from the outline of
her breasts, keeping himself to a
dark niche within reach of her perfume.
Keeping her in his sight, he wondered
as he began to pleasure;
when had she known?
He imagined a much younger time
when she could
extract milk from the stars,
when she first offered a cup to his lips,
trembling from kneeling on the
cold foyer tiles of her regal domicile.
Now there he was, reduced to a
vicarious act while the sight of her
uplifted him,
never taking his quartz eyes off her,
and her fertility
was all the adornment he desired.
He, a pebble in the garden, needed
no pillow or curtain. His nostrils filled
with essence of Osmanthus.
All he knew from that moment when the
agony of his passion ignited was
hearing the song of his exquisite exile.
mute of syllables, singing of his
banishment from the grace of her words.
He gathered sleep from the outline of
her breasts, keeping himself to a
dark niche within reach of her perfume.
Keeping her in his sight, he wondered
as he began to pleasure;
when had she known?
He imagined a much younger time
when she could
extract milk from the stars,
when she first offered a cup to his lips,
trembling from kneeling on the
cold foyer tiles of her regal domicile.
Now there he was, reduced to a
vicarious act while the sight of her
uplifted him,
never taking his quartz eyes off her,
and her fertility
was all the adornment he desired.
He, a pebble in the garden, needed
no pillow or curtain. His nostrils filled
with essence of Osmanthus.
All he knew from that moment when the
agony of his passion ignited was
hearing the song of his exquisite exile.
Literature
When I Disappear
Everything is void
And the void is but me
The mind's sense of reality
Is a naive fabrication
There's no meaning
In this land of make-believe
In its hollow stones
There is no purpose
The all-defying
Rules of relativity
The all-defining
Sickness of untruth
A cold fatigue
Takes hold of my body
A free fall
- There should be no I
A downfall
- Who is the one feeling
When even this loneliness
Is a mere delusion?
Why exist at all
If existence is infinite
A monstrous complexity
Beyond comprehension
Why keep breathing
When it's simply energy
Moving in and out
Pulsing through, transformed
But in essence all the same?
Literature
Conformist
You conform
To the life of others
In dull addiction
To happiness for sale
Your essence
So easily thrown away
Your soul
So carelessly silenced
Nice and safe
With your eyes shut hard
Your hands are stretched
In search for a savior
You conform
You nod and you agree
With rape of the mind
With systematic slaughter
You adjust
To the approved thinking
You smile so readily
Programmed to align
Surrendered
You give yourself to masses
Your identity
Betrayed by its suicide
Literature
Darkness
The beautiful darkness
The softness of its touch
As it swirls around you
Invisibly
Entangling all
The perfect blackness
Its dose of the unknown
Its whispers
The teasing
Regeneration of the soul
Its elegant sadness
The absence of a blinding light
Its pleasing pain
Its burning love
An expression so ultimate
It pours
Over the damned living
Their lingering fears
So uselessly overfed
Immaculate darkness
The trembling and the zest
The warmth from within
The safety
Of uncertainty experienced
In blackness we fall
In emptiness we resurrect
So clean and purified
So new
Our animal selves
The instincts
When fighting within ceased
In darkness we ar
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When devotion to his submission is for the One he knows he can never touch - the agony of her nearness, the pleasure of the honor to her proximity.
10/24/15: Refreshed for a more recent audience of those who have known me years after this piece was first posted.
11/17/09: featured here!
10/24/15: Refreshed for a more recent audience of those who have known me years after this piece was first posted.
11/17/09: featured here!
Yours, Mine and Ours Feature #1
Recently, I asked my watchers to show me their favorite works and those of ones they watch. I also wanted to know what makes those works so special. The results were amazing, and rather overwhelming. It is wonderful to see such a wide array of art, and the reasons we love these works... It really shows the wonderful spirit this community can display.
So without further adieu, here is the first batch of Yours, Mine and Ours Favorite Features!
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His Work:
Iron Man
"Its not my newest piece or best... but looking at it makes me proud!"
His Picks:
Justifiable by ProfessorPhenom
"Its more of a saying then anything, and though only a few words long, it is deep and very thought provoking..."
enlightened by Truyen
"It is just wonderfully drawn
It was this picture that made me want to push my drawings f
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This is so beautiful.