Music is an original piece called “October Moons” by Alicia Menninga. She wrote it for me.
You can get it here:
Dreamscapes Album: October Moons
Or the entire album can be found here:
Music is an original piece called “October Moons” by Alicia Menninga. She wrote it for me.
You can get it here:
Dreamscapes Album: October Moons
Or the entire album can be found here:
Goddess
Her hair flows like cool rivers around her shoulders
brushing softly at my cheeks
she leans in to touch my arm
whispering thoughts that caress my ears like a song
Her scent is musky rain with a hint of sandalwood
It cloaks my breath with its subtle incense
My heart shudders, bounces, tossed as if on a rolling sea
Her soul floats openly in her kaleidoscope eyes
Her tranquil gracefulness is haunted
with echos of vulnerability and pain
She glows like an oil lamp, flickering, heated,
fueled by a passion for life…and love
She pulls away and with a simple gesture of her hand
she proves herself to be exquisite, delicate, powerful
Her gentleness sweeps against my skin like a searing hot fire
Her giggled words, like cannons,
firing…exploding
encompassing me.
One kiss would damn me
One intimate touch would be my downfall
The consequences harsh and brutal
The risk too great
I hover, instead, around her light in hopes
that perhaps she might shine on me again.
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