Cheval Glass

Posted in Uncategorized on 04/25/2016 by Imagine Photography

   
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Inveiglement thus and thus Empyrean Hellions Adumbrate Vaticinal

Without help undergird crestfallen monarch aura nous sagacity. Denoting equivalence extirpation sempiternal cowed circa the aforementioned sprightly in sevenths heaven, autonomously one by one anathematized augury world spirit anima mundi prescribe prendre la balle au bond, opprobrium each of two ‘au courant’ forswear tergiversation apostasy, forlorn in solitary ‘commit sacrilege against’ under the aegis of, at the hand of prognostication velleity inherent in beleaguerment progeny legions, lovelorn atrabilious downcast well – nigh ‘the aforementioned one’ forerun ‘declare arrival’  

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Supreme Power of Perception – SixthSense

Posted in All Things Dark, Passion and Love on 10/07/2015 by Imagine Photography

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what if
What if you discovered something’
‘something that didn’t exist – a figment

what if your soul was touched
touched in the furthest peaks
bringing the harshest’ rhythmikós shutters
down and all over your body
cousing’ the the most altomate’ pleasure

Please! please Kurios Adonis master-sir
bring me subserviently
to my knees

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what if
What if you discovered something’
‘something that didn’t exist – a figment

what if your soul was seen from
the beginning of the ages
having the clarity of virginal hollowed water
spilling over you in throbbing gushes
like supreme glorious raging waterfalls.

Please! please Kurios Adonis master-sir
release my tears of joy
I am wet and persuing you

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what if
What if you found something’
‘something that didnt exist – a figmant

What if your soul heard in a exotic dialect
that you are not conscious of
yet your ears yearn for more
causing you to lose balance of principles
What if you could bang out
the sixth sense of others
dominating the deepest darkest depths.

Please! please Kurios Adonis master-sir
what are you whispering in secret
my ears are only worthy to you

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what if
What if you discovered something’
‘something that didn’t exist – a figment

What if your soul could smell
and savor a fragrant odour’
not native of any garden known
that slowly blossoms
given up to the horn
like a satisfying gift given from Epaphroditus

Please! please Kurios Adonis master-sir
Alleluia’ Alleluia’

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what if
What if you discovered something’
‘something that didn’t exist – a figment

What if you tasted an eternity
of fevered sweetness that never went away.
leaving your tongue inflamed
with a heat that penetrated your existence

Please! please Kurios Adonis master-sir
unite and taste punishment
Let me come with you

Elohim oh my Eloha
I’ve waited for
for valediction.
Every single one of
my senses are climatic.
Cease not –
willingness to do as willed.
“Sense The Only One”
Taste
Hear
See
Smell
Feel – you for all eturnity’.
Complete my arousing joy.
Honestly, Im on the verge
from relief of my acheing’
Xoxo MM

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“People who deny the existence of dragons are often eaten by dragons. From within.” Ursula K. LeGuin!

Bedroom Eyes

Posted in Passion and Love on 10/07/2015 by Imagine Photography

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Oblivion to only whats in sight
Fixated ` burning with feeling
In the glaze of the night
A virile intoxicating stealing

Intensely inspecting his purpose
Control’ing and delighting in her weakness
Deliberately mounting a caressing touch
Physical sensations divided in uniqueness

Visions of wanting the taste, and smell of her
Scorches him as the ocean does the sand
The audio of his laugh urges the unseen lover
Lachroymat’ing in tears ` ache she must withstand

Their eyes both attain dieviance’ as their breath fevors to warm their body`s ~
`when drinking from the same poison’ous fountain of extreme desire and pleasure.
A permanent good night my love. Sealed with a kiss, in our secret corner and all thats naught`y’
`because of only yours’ truely the sweetest love I will forever know and forever treasure.

 

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Xoxo MM

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Good Bye My Love. You can quit trying now `you killed me.

Noseda

Posted in Passion and Love on 10/07/2015 by Imagine Photography

 

 

 

                                                                                                                               Noseda

 

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I AM `in your reality

Ive been here before

where is this place.

Over the hills

and far away

Her soul drifted to a dreamy state

light and translucent

Floating as a feather

coming to rest quietly.

Chills from echoes of long ago –

throughout and everywhere

crept upon and upon

till that’s all there was; was chills

fully engulfed.

It was almost unbearable

the seeking of more and more

Awaken my eye – Bloom

Noseda was this place.

Letting out a moan – drifting once more

Nothing else mattered

the further she went

It was to be

there was no discription

no words – just intense feelings

Rising higher and higher

Never to go back there ‘was no map

all the sights seen

colors – vivid colors

indescribable vivid colors

Intense ‘holding intense energy

Anointing fibers

A blanket ‘blanketed her

A joyousness occasion

The Festal Dance

in the Healing Circle

it was all just so

magically mysterious – no direction

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Xoxo MM

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Our Lighthousse

Posted in Passion and Love on 10/07/2015 by Imagine Photography

 

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Your radiance was my beacon’
my eternal flame
I was so desperately always seeking’

I followed your light
in the darkest of night

I couldn’t see
the most violent of storms
only a slight shinning glimmer of desire
in our  lighthouse shown
leading me to a promise of warmth

I kept my eyes steady
unblinking on the lighthouse
The storms violently battering against me
but I struggled on

The cyclone kept pushing
me farther back away

I continued on with a prayer
never wavering
I was almost there
wearing though

But the sun of the day never came
I didn’t make it to our lighthouse.
even though
steadfast,  faithful was my aim

The light in the house burnt out
Seeing the lighthouse again, never
here in this violent storm all alone
All alone..
in this dark violent storm forever

Xoxo MM

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Preantepenultimate Psalm

Posted in Uncategorized on 10/07/2015 by Imagine Photography

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Purist Butterfly

Wary Crux from Zion,
held fore pass over.
Iota spur time,
Just’ Holy Wine.
Drip anon, view upon,
deny vile ends.

From meed, agog zeal, pert mood,
Sole onus’ beget sect, onto cusp
into each fold.
That dues avid duty,
take waft cost.

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Matron ~ Lady In Waiting

Posted in Passion and Love on 09/28/2015 by Imagine Photography

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My Lady’ intoxicating

drew breath

from ones’ own rousing desire.

Eld. yore’

Reflection of Quondam.

A pleased tear

at a leisure…

heightening.

Sir’

could relinquish no more.

Spouting

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Xoxo MM

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