9 January 2013
Awash, aglow, shining from the sea. Drops of moonlight strewn in seaweed hair. I beckon with my shapely form. Come, lover, meet me there.
Amid the salty, frothy foam that laps so soothingly. In undulating, metered time. Engulfs our senses sensuously.
In this ancient bed, my Mother's arms embrace me. Dancing, dipping, diving now, in coils of silver light. At the seat of all creation, her power shines so bright.
Gaia receives her children, into her moist embrace. Upon this comfortable throne of existence, are memories of primal love, sweet to the taste.
I stand bare, waiting here, pearls of moonlight dripping from my breasts. Gaia's lover upon me, with soft, soothing caress.
Awash, aglow, shining from the sea. Drops of Gaia in my blood, touch me if you dare. I beckon with my shapely form, come lover.... meet me there.
Meet Me There • Opuss № I