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| Sandro Botticelli (1445–1510), The Birth of Venus (detail), c. 1482-83. Tempera on canvas |
every love story ever told
(or untold); every sweet nothing
(& everything) ever murmured;
every lonely balcony sighed from
upon a moonless night;
every saga of love requited
(or otherwise); every conjugating,
consummating, copulating couple
coupling under the twinkling stars;
every game of footsies under the stools
in every dim & smoky bar;
every wounded howl at midnight
from every chained-up hound;
every secret whisper
in a beloved's fragrant ear;
every wanton curling tress
cascading down a brazen breast;
every sensuous wiggle of a big toe,
every contented twitch of a mustache;
every squealing shimmering moment
stolen from a dolphin's delight;
every wonderful feeling
that ever filled a heaving heart;
every trilling note of morning song
from a robin magpie to the clear blue sky;
every single heartbeat,
every thrum & throb,
every riff that's ever been played
on a guitar well inlaid
with mother-of-pearl;
every flamenco dancer's fantasy,
every boy who's ever met his girl;
every tale of love undying,
every dream of formation flying;
each silent wish upon a shooting star;
every first kiss in the back of a car;
each shy penciled note passed from hand to hand,
every grand gesture that's led to instant death;
every mantra of devotion,
every image of divinity,
every prayer to infinity recited under the breath...
0 Antara my Soul, my Inmost Self,
my reminder of perfection...
with you I feel at One within:
9D, 7D, 5D, 3D, 1D we ARE free!
My love, my love, I can only say:
Love is never hard work,
Love is play!
(I'm glad we're not married to each other...
And that we aren't "legally" sister &
brother...)
I'm so happy that we can simply be
Left to explore the furthermost outposts
Of pure love's possibilities.
[I HEREBY GRANT YOU TOTAL ACCESS TO MY FILES!]
18 June 1998
