from sweet surrender story
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My attraction towards you was the strongest that I have ever felt for anyone and I was trying to search for the perfect words to describe what I was feeling and one day when I was talking to my friend I found it ~ you exude sexuality ~ that was the important element to this chemistry I was experiencing.
All that you say and do seems to be rooted from a sensual nature which I love. Your curiousity, your delicateness, all of it is so endearing. You embody something that I have always craved and that I'm in need of. Everytime you leave the room, you leave behind so many mysteries and I'm left with so many questions; in my mind I gather up the clues and replay our conversations to see where it can lead me too.
Even what you wear hides so much and that makes it even more sexier once you decide to reveal. I like that I can not see all your curves because that makes my imagination work.
20 comments:
There should always be a little mystery in any love story. Thanks for this.
Curves....hmmmm...yum. ;)
It's been a while since I've last been here and I am still catchin up! Loved the flamenco photos and the tango collage! And also simply adored this specific part of this post:" You embody something that I have always craved and that I'm in need of". I think it is just perfectly said.
mermaid :: mysteries are intriguing. i agree.
vesper :: i second that :)
alina :: thanks for catching up and for the sweet words. glad to see you again :)
madelyn :: i can not say enough how sweet it is for you haven taken the time to read all of it. this piece is very close and dear to me and i appreciate the time you took....and your words really touched me, i love how you can understand where i come from. i'm in love with how you put it "a pure "gust" of you" thank you for that. your comment really made my day :)
i'm so glad i met you!
i'm so glad i met all of you
I have no words to describe your feelings... And should'nt either. What say ?
hi bablu, i think i've said enough, no? :)
it was a long story....
I was surprised when I saw the two dates. Someone left quite an impact.
What was that quote about love being understood and not needing words or expression, again?
It's tricky a game, and you expressed it in all its nakedness...
'I like that I can not see all your curves because that makes my imagination work.'
that's pretty hot!
what kind of imagination are we talking about here? lol. ;)
Ô¿Ô :: some feelings never die or if they do they die a slow death. i think love should be expressed in all possible forms..a song, a letter, a touch, a look....a kiss....thanks :)
stella :: thanks, imagine how i must feel! *blushing* ;) glad to see you back!
Nicely portrayed.
grumblefish :: and i love the way you sum it up :) lovely comment. thanks for taking the time to read it! you made me look up melusine. how cool.
thanks individualist :) happy you dropped by.
Ah, such a sensitive, delightful and colourful website, Lorena. Good, clean magic. Thanks x
ah sensuality...the decadence of life...mystery is bliss and beauty is in the eye of the beholder...nice post my dear.
Wow, but who's, Sun-God?
gugl
Steamy! So this person is quite the mystery then?
I like the suspense and all the thought-work that you've put into figuring them out. You were partners before you ever knew what that meant.
Lovely! :)
Btw, wonder why you stopped visiting my blog...
(Smiles)
thank you for introducing me with this amazing poet!
i found an other touching poem of his, I'll like to share with you:
Motion
If you are the amber mare
I am the road of blood
If you are the first snow
I am he who lights the hearth of dawn
If you are the tower of night
I am the spike burning in your mind
If you are the morning tide
I am the first bird's cry
If you are the basket of oranges
I am the knife of the sun
If you are the stone altar
I am the sacrilegious hand
If you are the sleeping land
I am the green cane
If you are the wind's leap
I am the buried fire
If you are the water's mouth
I am the mouth of moss
If you are the forest of the clouds
I am the axe that parts it
If you are the profaned city
I am the rain of consecration
If you are the yellow mountain
I am the red arms of lichen
If you are the rising sun
I am the road of blood
"Motion/Movimiento" By Octavio Paz, Translated by Eliot Weinberger, from COLLECTED POEMS 1957-1987, copyright ©1986 by Octavio Paz and Eliot Weinberger.
Reprinted with the permission of New Directions Publishing Corporation, agents.
Poem selected by Lars Rydquist, head librarian,
Nobel Library of the Swedish Academy.
benjamin :: good to see you again and thanks for the lovely description :)
mitzzee :: thank you!!
gugl :: sun-god? do you mean who is this person i write off? that will be my secret :)
sirbarrett :: well not so mysterious anymore. at the time though, yes. this page is an addition to my story sweet surrender.
i posted it more as a little gift to this person so they'd know how i felt :)
pradeep k :: thanks. i'm sorry for not visiting. there are so many to visit and lately i haven't been blogging. i will make my way over there. thank you for stopping by :)
moon :: thanks for the lovely poem. i have to direct you to my most favorite of his. i had posted part of his poem Piedra de sol
thanks for sharing :)
theres nothing like a good, sexy love story to make worth life living, no?
enjoy :))
hey missed u on my blog..do visit sometime!
P.S: you make want to learn to dance..all those lovely pics! thank u!
i agree.
good to see you again :)
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