Jewel Of The Nile

You are the jewel of the Nile, Magically intermingled with the voice of a thousand Pharoahs. The current of love flowing through you is cleansed by the starlight in your eyes. Lucky is the God ... who possesses your charms! Fortunate is he indeeed ... who flows inside of you, Building up to the roar ... of a thousand waterfalls, as he sinks into the ... pleasure of your arms. You are VENUS GODDESS OF LOVE APHRODITE IN EXTREME And he is CUPID Your ENCHANTER OF HEARTS May you grow and ... multipy in intensity, May the stars ... burst forth in your mind, As you and he spin in wild dizzy pleasure of anticipation and longing, And he drinks ... from your fountain of love, Fully satiating his lust, While life forms together in one FINAL GIGANTIC BURST OF ENERGY *** and you become ONE! *** How lucky you two to be so much in love. May you and he prosper forever and share E T E R E N I T Y ..............together...........Billy loves you ........................................................ A M A T O R Y D A N C E (Time To Tango My Love) Murmuring incantations to the rising sun, they shared the wakeful moments ... Excitation Heightened by stars bursting forth in their minds ... Passion anointing expectant hearts with desire ... Mouth on breast nurtured self with atoms of vitality ... Fingers explored life's inner cavern ... They reeled in unison, drinking of each other ... Until spent by mutual intoxication, paused to regroup their senses ... Then, thighs trembling with rhythmic bursts of energy generated moans and cries ... While hunger's devouring tongue searched out secret wounds of of rejuvenation ... And bodies taut with spring like rigidity fused together ... As the sun settled beyond the horizon ... And the moon rose blood red before their eyes. ( amantium irae amoris integratio est) Angel Eyes! http://postpoems.com/app/members/kojak24.html © William M. SowmanFate ... My love is dead and cold as ice, It's flame is gone and so is paradise. But still -- these strange, mysterious passions linger on filling me with sadness, sorrow and hate and whispering softly this is fate. This is the thing you dreaded so, This is the thing you were doomed to know, This is sadness, sorrow and hate, --This is fate. This is my last goodybye. (omnia vincit amor, et nos cedamus amori) Written April 2nd, 2002 © on Apr 02 2002 04:08 AM PST   18 • 0 • 16