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Dream 1: 4 Weeks In Positano
"Dream 1: 4 Weeks in Positano" Kisses long linger warm lips tasted intense so sweet like cured Valencia Oranges lips liquored triple sec not dry drunk on love softly grazed, then held long slow, deep, warm and wet The story is written on bodies as they walk down the streets that story written on secret smiles moments still carried first light earlier on white cool crisp early morning fine linen sheets Tracing only the sensual words written by feather soft fingers quills lovers dip in collusive hushed tones let loose like novices breaking rosary beads or divination like secular shamans casting bleached bones legs tightly wrapped like Christmas Angels lost carnal secrets atoned The balance of life in love redressed two minds addicted caressed walk hand in hand fermented in the Latin hung Sun ripened hearts plucked like harps, confederates on the run All smiles in the Divine Comedy blessed in the Byzantine complexity now dressed, but just as well naked to be redressed and then again ... fingers walk wet curves to map the undressed not rub out erase ventricular stains Lover and Lover solitary deep in their ultra marine waves eyes fixed treading water silky limbs entwined sea salted peaches and cream kissing caramel skinny dipped Cool blue sea breeze ruffles loose hair, whispers his promises he’ll never leave, he’ll never leave her abandoned without care tracing his intent, fathomless oceans pour through windows curtains of eyelashes bashfully billow to her supine fresh shore where her smooth Jaded green glass transparent like windows wide open strange greens flecked with amber and blue now unsure uncertainty is forgotten in the moment - bad times all forgotten all passed away, with these two floating like gondolas in the opium of their love smoking expensive Veneziani grass their bodies dance and their hips voluptuously sway away from their pasts where in the violet glow of sunset in a room off the terrace now dipped in the gloaming hours of russet terracotta sleepy golden sun they travel each other slowly the soft sound of sex speaking in tongues so green along the soft lines of her long neck Swan graceful he is seduced this is all fateful the journey to hell and then heaven and back Beatrice stands naked like Aphrodite ...he's suspended, captured and kept from the reflection in her eyes to his he sees himself the Sun in her mirrors, She is the Moon, and like a wolf in the wild he howls, then later shakes his head, laughs, she winks, he reflects will these moments be over all too soon? or forever joined at their core twin souls immersed in each other passions kept libidos well spent Sun and Moon... Roman holiday places his hand in a stone mouth three wishes she laughs and kisses him he is her Beowulf His eyes wonder south then full lips smiling ripe as a sweet plum speaks like a poet sings writing the story, they now live, they now run, free evolvers revolve around each other fire melts ice under the love calls of Roman Luna held loons magnetised, bewitched, then eclipsed they are now God and Goddess reigning bodies glistening Light shining Moon and Sun Sun and Moon sensate sovereigns burning focused merging powers tactile orbits mated carnal congressed portals to another realm in their becoming loud torrid romance flaming the quiet cool room here lies together their penultimate quest relazione sessuale al di fuori del matrimonio in unity burning Sun melting Moon then sometime later ... Walking down the winding Road languages lit by Limoncello, hints of Tiramisu and Twilight lampshades suspended in the dimming light the owls look on and hoot with their perplexed and bemused who are these strange lovers, whose? they belong to each other Sun and Moon Silver gold tiger moths flicker to flame Hands held tightly spell a spell talking in tongues they are One and the same they in The Now speak their true names not ever in ruins Foreign fingers entwined caressing palms read south and north, east and west a fortune teller foretells dreams they unfold, they undress at the crux of their resolute Noon one minute to midnight will come all too soon on a celluloid reel they are captured in time assignation Paradiso, on the Amalfi Hell declined Dreams called forth materialised delivered to the pages of two books Barefeet skip to Spring on cobbled history then in strappy Summer Roman sandals She becomes his true mystery he is her constant his story romance becomes vagabond hearts that never gave up on dreams Somersault backward from finish to start ... they have walked over jagged stones other stories two different people cutting feet and bare hearts sharp and hard Two poets watch those living from pages written they are like hosts they walk with a legion of surly forgotten ghosts in between them the ones they once loved the most they are now unseeing them Adventure taken on a Spin-the-Bottle chance winding unwinding poets drink their potion dance their lover's dance The golden Light now blinding Cats find 9 lives 4 weeks on the shores of Positano’s Ocean Romance On the Road that is long winding two books become one in singular motion They do the slow dance (LadyLabyrinth/2019) final edit 31.12.19 Happy New Year! v.s.a.s. (2); then again, Frost https://youtu.be/Mz4I4FOe2b8 https://youtu.be/lpo62RjldVA Positano, Italy (1) "Inside My Love" / Minnie Riperton https://youtu.be/pf0r57cK2Zo (2) "Adventures in Paradise" / Minnie Riperton https://youtu.be/F4e7KwZ8AV0 Dance? ... (3) "Baby This Love I Have" /Minnie Riperton https://youtu.be/pbQU4sS5jYc
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