Romance Day and Night

Romance Day And Night How the Romans played their moonlit dreams splashing out near viaducts of love I can only wonder same as with knights in shining armour or rather without when the Ages seemed dark and oriental spices called for senses and beyond Roma and Sinti travelling with passion in horse drawn wagons moved to the tune of lute flute fruit and delirious fires I suppose howling with wolves or howling without I am also a bit of a traveller enchanted by foreign lands and customs and my gorgeous lover is the Gipsy Queen of Fairy-Tale-Land with 'Tinker-bells' and nights in white satin embraced and embroidered as we attune our chords and accords in tune with what is as the sizzling romance preludes from the rise of the sun Sometimes we travel on our own and distance makes the heart long for even longer and deeper longing and so on my journey to Egypt a bazar for tapestry fabric mosaic textures and patterns called for my visit Here a kind Muslim woman a gentle soul veiled and covered with culture decency aura and soul offered to advise me on night dress with frills and imprinted desire for my wife’s curves and compassion a courteous dignified transaction with respect and knowledge for romance and a thousand and two Arabian nights What plays in the night stays in the night when skin touches skin and states of dress and undress reflect the journey together through bright stars and in sparkle when we move to rainbows and horizons images in love I have travelled the world saw the ‘Harem’ in Topkapi the back streets of Hamburg ‘Hamams’ in Bagdadh ‘Passiflora’ and ‘Hamamelis Virginiana’ in the gardens of plenty and mystic depictions Kama Sutra and all Celibate monks and virtuous nuns have shown me temples monasteries ruins natural wonders and the Taj Mahal at full moon equalled some grandest of canyons effervescent springs and the valleys of love Apart from my lover exploring such sights is the most majestic teacher and leader far sighted druid sage and romantic and many misconceptions can fall and come brittle when we mix and we mingle with others on far away grounds and the feminine shopkeeperes in Cairo led me some way and dissembled some more prejudice in this instance not just what buying lingerie in the Levant could be like but how women of the world can be both quite agentic sensual and empowered when seen through their very own lens harmony preview perception beliefs and not with distortion of macho controlled domination's limited margins The 'half mooned' veiled women who transacted silken see-through garments for your senses’ heights and and for mine while covered and decent blew gently away covert racism sexism gender-ism ism in general an overt overture away from silhouettes of insanity Coming home coming over overcoming all those isms in this crazy controlling misguided world we live in is an antidote to aggression skinning and feuds and in the magic of our miraculous dreams an exquisite requisite and ensemble for what becomes 'loving it better' and for romancing and dancing heartfelt romance in the night 01st August 2016