Reflecting Beauty’s Moon

Life’s a Mad Dog in Heat; But At Least There’s Art
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I want a poem, painting, song
to be authentic
heart to heart, gut to gut,
mind to mind
Not to tell me something about you;
to show me more of me.
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Ritual for Worshipping Beauty
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Making love with Beauty.
Engorged in her
orgasmic depths.
Bursting with enraptured visions;
exuding
potent musky imagery.
Worshipping Beauty.
Delving seductive intricacies.
Her every heavenly ecstasy
pleasuring me
in our co-creation.
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