i can curb this no more;
it's making me burst out.

i want the whole world know that i have you,
you're finally, finally mine.

but i won't.
i could,but it'll risk everything.

.
.
.

for eros

When you love,
May you feel the joy
Of your heart coming alive
As your lover's gaze
Lands on your eyes,
Holding them,
Like the weight of a kiss,
Deepening.

May the words of love
Reach you and fluster
Your held self,
The way of a silhouette of breeze
Excites a meadow.

When you are touched,
May it be gentleness
You desire,
Your lover's hands sending
Each caress deep into your skin
Like a dicovering glance.

May slow sequences
Of kisses discover
Your secret echos.

*

May your desire flow free
And never be fettered
By thorn-chains
Of guilt
Or crippled touch.

May you feel
How your soul loves
When your skin glows,
And your eyes darken
When promise ripens.

In the gaze of your lover,
May you see clearer
In the mirror
Of your own being.

May the silences
Be spaces where you
Can gather swiftly,
At ease with all
The subtle complexity.

May you be able to listen
To your lover's heartbeat
And think only of the joy
You can awaken.

*

May you be able
To let yourself fall
Into the ocean rhythm,
Unfolding ever more
Until you become
One crest of wave,
Rising into wild orm
Whose beauty will show
In the graceful sweep
Of its home-breaking.

by John O'donohue, Benedictus; A Book of Blessings.



too close for comfort;

the butterflies flew free,
& you feel like you're flying with them.

the magic cast was dangerous;
you heart compresses & explodes into motion.

your pulse races & blood gushes;
you're tingling everwhere you're touched.

your dark side is breaking free.
your are close to revealing your monster.

your desire;
your devil-ish creature.

the chains are breaking loose,
and it shall soon be unleashed.

it was the ultimate torture.
& you're addicted to it.

xox;♥ace
P.S: not so innocent anymore.. ..but you still haven't seen the real me-
but this is as far as it can get.