tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46791739015045237322012-02-15T23:58:47.623-08:00“Both sexual love and spiritual experience are engaged in the activity of union, of becoming one with the Other. This is why these are probably the two most powerful forces in most people’s lives, because both Eros and spirit return us to the original nature of Being. Everything else is some distortion of that fundamental longing. — Jane HirshfieldBriannoreply@blogger.comBlogger115125LanguageOfLovehttp://feedburner.google.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679173901504523732.post-44966007045080450032010-04-13T06:47:00.000-07:002010-04-13T06:48:41.107-07:002010-04-13T06:48:41.107-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/S8R1lAy7dkI/AAAAAAAABBo/Gzw4vxpSTu8/s1600/tree-of-life-sunset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="512" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/S8R1lAy7dkI/AAAAAAAABBo/Gzw4vxpSTu8/s640/tree-of-life-sunset.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><br /> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; font-size: large;">My Childhood Trees</span><span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; font-size: large;">My childhood trees stand tall in the grass<br /> and shake their heads: what has become of you?<br /> Rows of pillars stand like reproaches: you’re unworthy<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; font-size: large;">to walk beneath us!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; font-size: large;"><br /> You’re a child and should know everything,<br /> so why are you fettered by your illness?<br /> You have become a human, alien and hateful.<br /> As a child, you talked with us for hours,<br /> your eyes were wise.<br /> No we would like to tell you the secrets of your life:<br /> the key to all the secrets lies in the grass by the <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; font-size: large;">raspberry patch.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; font-size: large;"><br /> We want to shake you up, you sleeper,<br /> we want to wake you, dead one, from your sleep.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000;"><span style="font-size: large;">-Edith Sodergran</span></div><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <div align="center"><br /> <a href="http://yourid.50secrets.hop.clickbank.net/"><img border="0" height="155" src="http://www.50secrets.com/50Secrets_4.gif" width="106" /></a></div><br /> <br /> <br /> <div style="line-height: 0pt; 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text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/S1_Wz-DQybI/AAAAAAAAA_o/NAk-mon2EXg/s1600-h/Betrayal2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/S1_Wz-DQybI/AAAAAAAAA_o/NAk-mon2EXg/s320/Betrayal2.jpg" /></a><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;">Do you know the most surprising<br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;">thing about divorce?<br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;">It doesn't actually kill you,<br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;">like a bullet to the heart<br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;">or a head-on car wreck.<br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;">It should.<br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;">When someone you've promised to<br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;">cherish till death do you part<br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;">says, "I never loved you,"<br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;">it should kill you instantly.<br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;">You shouldn't have to wake up<br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;">day after day after that,<br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;">trying to understand how<br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;">in the world you didn't know.<br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #660000; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #660000;">- Under the Tuscan Sun&nbsp; 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text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/S0AKMyFX09I/AAAAAAAAA9o/q5FLcQrIBr8/s1600-h/429203637.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/S0AKMyFX09I/AAAAAAAAA9o/q5FLcQrIBr8/s320/429203637.jpg" /></a><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>The pen</b><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Three days before my father died</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I lost the silver pen with my name on it,</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>a twenty-first birthday gift from my aunt</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I'd kept for almost ten years.</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>That day, supervising students in Khayelitsha </i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>putting up a netball hoop, I came home</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>to ask to borrow his tools.</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>We walked round the garage and I ticked</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>off the ladder, drill, nails and screwdriver on my list,</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>and he suggested I add a hammer and level.</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Somewhere between stacking and loading</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>the car, I lost my pen without even noticing</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>it had slipped from my hand.</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>When I went home late that day,</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I negotiated with loss as I always do,</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>not going back to the garage to look for the pen</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>in case it wasn't there,</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>to keep its absence incomplete</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>so it could come back one day.</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>In three days</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>the impossible sequence of death.</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I went back</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>over everything we'd said that day</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>and the years when we didn't speak</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>and the reconciliation, almost wordless,</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>when we walked towards each other with our eyes down</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>and wept while we hugged.</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>The night he died</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I felt the completeness of loss,</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>of absence without negotiation,</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>and yet what was still there,</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>that moving towards each other,</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>without looking.</i><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1262487894784">Gabeba Baderoon</a><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0795702280?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=minpowmas-20&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=390957&amp;creativeASIN=0795702280">A hundred silences </a></i><br /> </div><br /> <br /> <div align="center"><a href="http://yourid.50secrets.hop.clickbank.net/"><img border="0" height="155" src="http://www.50secrets.com/50Secrets_4.gif" width="106" /></a><br /> </div><br /> <br /> <br /> <div style="line-height: 0pt; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/SwJZRX-Pk2I/AAAAAAAAA5g/irrEEcAfu1Y/s320/rodin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404980657825747810" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Brian/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Brian/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">"O Lord, intoxicate me with the wine </span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Of Thy Love. </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Place the chains of Thy slavery on </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >My feet; </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Make me empty of all but Thy love, </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >And in it destroy me and bring me </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Back to life.</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >The hunger Thou has awakened culminates </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >In fulfillment."</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/Srn_1xMYfwI/AAAAAAAAA1g/kvPFjAgy_yY/s320/indian+beauty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384616128701562626" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />A Love Song from the North<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tell me no more of thy love, papeeha*,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Wouldst thou recall to my heart, papeeha,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Dreams of delight that are gone,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">When swift to my side came the feet of my lover</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">With stars of the dusk and the dawn?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">I see the soft wings of the clouds on the river,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">And jewelled with raindrops the mango-leaves quiver,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">And tender boughs flower on the plain.....</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">But what is their beauty to me, papeeha,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Beauty of blossom and shower, papeeha,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">That brings not my lover again?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Tell me no more of thy love, papeeha,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Wouldst thou revive in my heart, papeeha</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Grief for the joy that is gone?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">I hear the bright peacock in glimmering woodlands</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Cry to its mate in the dawn;</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">I hear the black koel's slow, tremulous wooing,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">And sweet in the gardens the calling and cooing</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Of passionate bulbul and dove....</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">But what is their music to me, papeeha</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Songs of their laughter and love, papeeha,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">To me, forsaken of love?</span><br /><br />-<span class="fn">Sarojini Naidu<br /><br /></span></span></div> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">* The papeeha is a bird that wings into the northern plains of India in the mango season, and calls " 'Pi-kahan, Pi-kahan' - Where is my love?" </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/SugymHkN4FI/AAAAAAAAA4I/qaTjDgVBusA/s320/Pedro_Am%C3%A9rico_-_Davi_e_Abisag_-_1879.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397619783850909778" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />I</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">She lay, and serving-men her lithe arms took,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And bound them round the withering old man,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And on him through the long sweet hours she lay,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And little fearful of his many years. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And many times she turned amidst his beard</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Her face, as often as the night-owl screeched,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And all that was the night around them reached</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Its feelers manifold of longing fears. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">As they had been the sisters of the child</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The stars trembled, and fragrance searched the room,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The curtain stirring sounded with a sign</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Which drew her gentle glances after it. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">But she clung close upon the dim old man,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And, by the night of nights not over-taken,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Upon the cooling of the King she lay</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Maidenly, and lightly as a soul. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">II</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The King sate thinking out the empty day</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Of deeds accomplished and untasted joys,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And of his favorite bitch that he had bredC</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">But with the evening Abishag was arched</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Above him. His disheveled life lay bare,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Abandoned as diffamed coasts, beneath</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The quiet constellation of her breasts. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">But many times, as one in women skilled,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">he through his eyebrows recognized the mouth</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Unmoved, unkissed; and saw: the comet green</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Of her desired reached not to where he lay.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">He shivered. And he listened like a hound,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And sought himself in his remaining blood. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Rainer Maria Rilke</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://opus125.50secrets.hop.clickbank.net/"><img src="http://www.50secrets.com/50Secrets_4.gif" border="0" width="106" height="155" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center; line-height: 0pt;"><a href="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/%7Er/MindPowerMasters/%7E6/5"><img src="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/MindPowerMasters.5.gif" alt="Mind Power Masters " style="border: 0pt none ;" /></a></p><p style="margin-top: 5px; padding-top: 0pt; font-size: x-small; text-align: center;"><a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/headlineanimator/install?id=17kj114o7qbmpbrjuamfhl7me4&amp;w=5" onclick="window.open(this.href, 'haHowto', 'width=520,height=600,toolbar=no,address=no,resizable=yes,scrollbars'); 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/Srn8yTZCepI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/ZLGUSb4WBac/s320/seduction-main_Full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384612770627091090" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><b>He</b></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;">Lift up the veils that darken the delicate moon<br /> of thy glory and grace,<br /> Withhold not, O love, from the night<br /> of my longing the joy of thy luminous face,<br /> Give me a spear of the scented keora<br /> guarding thy pinioned curls,<br /> Or a silken thread from the fringes<br /> that trouble the dream of thy glimmering pearls;<br /> Faint grows my soul with thy tresses' perfume<br /> and the song of thy anklets' caprice,<br /> Revive me, I pray, with the magical nectar<br /> that dwells in the flower of thy kiss.</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><b>She</b></span> </p> <p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;">How shall I yield to the voice of thy pleading,<br /> how shall I grant thy prayer,<br /> Or give thee a rose-red silken tassel,<br /> a scented leaf from my hair?<br /> Or fling in the flame of thy heart's desire the veils that cover my face,<br /> Profane the law of my father's creed for a foe<br /> of my father's race?<br /> Thy kinsmen have broken our sacred altars and slaughtered our sacred kine,<br /> The feud of old faiths and the blood of old battles sever thy people and mine.</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><b>He</b></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;">What are the sins of my race, Beloved,<br /> what are my people to thee?<br /> And what are thy shrines, and kine and kindred,<br /> what are thy gods to me?<br /> Love recks not of feuds and bitter follies,<br /> of stranger, comrade or kin,<br /> Alike in his ear sound the temple bells<br /> and the cry of the muezzin.<br /> For Love shall cancel the ancient wrong<br /> and conquer the ancient rage,<br /> Redeem with his tears the memoried sorrow<br /> that sullied a bygone age.</span><!--/gc--> </p> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="prev"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">- </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="fn">Sarojini Naidu</span><br /></span></div><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center; line-height: 0pt;"><a href="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/%7Er/MindPowerMasters/%7E6/5"><img src="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/MindPowerMasters.5.gif" alt="Mind Power Masters " style="border: 0pt none ;" /></a></p><p style="margin-top: 5px; padding-top: 0pt; font-size: x-small; text-align: center;"><a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/headlineanimator/install?id=17kj114o7qbmpbrjuamfhl7me4&amp;w=5" onclick="window.open(this.href, 'haHowto', 'width=520,height=600,toolbar=no,address=no,resizable=yes,scrollbars'); return false" target="_blank">↑ Grab this Headline Animator</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679173901504523732-5368084911742846584?l=lovinglips.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/LanguageOfLove?a=dd0ir17Ii3o:bBUT7UY_BLg:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/LanguageOfLove?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LanguageOfLove/~4/dd0ir17Ii3o" height="1" width="1"/>Briannoreply@blogger.com0http://lovinglips.blogspot.com/2009/10/indian-love-song.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679173901504523732.post-54765736076731722902009-10-19T01:00:00.000-07:002009-10-19T01:04:31.787-07:002009-10-19T01:04:31.787-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/StwdP2lLaAI/AAAAAAAAA3o/-0XYze0PAuM/s1600-h/Desire.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/StwdP2lLaAI/AAAAAAAAA3o/-0XYze0PAuM/s320/Desire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394218611869706242" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >Desire</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >Where true Love burns Desire is Love's pure flame ;</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >It is the reflex of our earthly frame,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >That takes its meaning from the nobler part,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >And but translates the language of the heart.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >- Samuel Taylor Coleridge</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/SsxFdGR3N9I/AAAAAAAAA3I/LWU3xNjLVL4/s320/dreamstime4679490seanneai6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389759220259698642" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Love is the One who masters all things;</span><br /> <span style="font-style: italic;">I am mastered totally by Love.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">By my passion of love for<br />Love</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">I have ground sweet as sugar.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />O furious Wind, I am only a straw before you;</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />How could I know where I will be blown next?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Whoever claims to have made a pact with<br />Destiny</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Reveals himself a liar and a fool;</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />What is any of us but a straw in a storm?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />How could anyone make a pact with a hurricane?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />God is working everywhere his massive Resurrection;</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />How can we pretend to act on our own?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />In the hand of Love I am like a cat in a sack;</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Sometimes Love hoists me into the air,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Sometimes Love flings me into the air,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Love swings me round and round His head;</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I have no peace, in this world or any other.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />The lovers of God have fallen in a furious river;</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />They have surrendered themselves to Love's commands.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Like mill wheels they turn, day and night, day and night,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Constantly turning and turning, and crying out.</span><br /><br />- Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi<br /></span></div><br /><br /><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/SsrCzuGfSxI/AAAAAAAAA3A/buTfyPmC4gM/s320/ResizedImage450299-mata-hari1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389334097906584338" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">There comes a warning like a spy</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />A shorter breath of Day</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />A stealing that is not a stealth</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />And Summers are away </span><br /><br />-Emily Dickinson</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center; line-height: 0pt;"><a href="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/%7Er/MindPowerMasters/%7E6/5"><img src="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/MindPowerMasters.5.gif" alt="Mind Power Masters " style="border: 0pt none ;" /></a></p><p style="margin-top: 5px; padding-top: 0pt; font-size: x-small; text-align: center;"><a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/headlineanimator/install?id=17kj114o7qbmpbrjuamfhl7me4&amp;w=5" onclick="window.open(this.href, 'haHowto', 'width=520,height=600,toolbar=no,address=no,resizable=yes,scrollbars'); return false" target="_blank">↑ Grab this Headline Animator</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679173901504523732-2202815747187633671?l=lovinglips.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/LanguageOfLove?a=w7YICQKl9uc:jIDgZSxz78c:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/LanguageOfLove?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LanguageOfLove/~4/w7YICQKl9uc" height="1" width="1"/>Briannoreply@blogger.com0http://lovinglips.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-comes-warning-like-spy.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679173901504523732.post-34974197484977304942009-10-05T03:35:00.000-07:002009-10-05T03:35:00.520-07:002009-10-05T03:35:00.520-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/Srn6bsdD_VI/AAAAAAAAA1I/91D9xEsSL9c/s1600-h/deepika6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/Srn6bsdD_VI/AAAAAAAAA1I/91D9xEsSL9c/s320/deepika6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384610183194606930" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >Ecstasy<br /><br />Cover mine eyes, O my Love!<br />Mine eyes that are weary of bliss<br />As of light that is poignant and strong<br />O silence my lips with a kiss,<br />My lips that are weary of song!<br />Shelter my soul, O my love!<br />My soul is bent low with the pain<br />And the burden of love, like the grace<br />Of a flower that is smitten with rain:<br />O shelter my soul from thy face!<br /><br />- Sarojini Naidu</span><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center; line-height: 0pt;"><a href="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/%7Er/MindPowerMasters/%7E6/5"><img src="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/MindPowerMasters.5.gif" alt="Mind Power Masters " style="border: 0pt none ;" /></a></p><p style="margin-top: 5px; padding-top: 0pt; font-size: x-small; text-align: center;"><a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/headlineanimator/install?id=17kj114o7qbmpbrjuamfhl7me4&amp;w=5" onclick="window.open(this.href, 'haHowto', 'width=520,height=600,toolbar=no,address=no,resizable=yes,scrollbars'); return false" target="_blank">↑ Grab this Headline Animator</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679173901504523732-3497419748497730494?l=lovinglips.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/LanguageOfLove?a=seUB_UZ6PXY:33-9Z9qC9ow:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/LanguageOfLove?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LanguageOfLove/~4/seUB_UZ6PXY" height="1" width="1"/>Briannoreply@blogger.com0http://lovinglips.blogspot.com/2009/10/ecstasy.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679173901504523732.post-18614130365784468232009-10-04T21:56:00.000-07:002009-10-04T21:59:44.623-07:002009-10-04T21:59:44.623-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/Ssl9EuhbmQI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Kx-YSe5vNeA/s1600-h/passionate+embrace.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/Ssl9EuhbmQI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Kx-YSe5vNeA/s320/passionate+embrace.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388975949286709506" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >She–the woman shows in turning up her robe</span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >An object–the vulva–developed full and round,</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >In semblance like a cup turned upside down.</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >In placing thereupon your hand, you seem to feel</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >A well-formed bosom, springy, firm, and full.</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >In boring in your lance it gets well bitten,</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >And drawn in by a suction, as the breast is by a child.</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >And after having finished, if you wish to recommence,</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >You’ll find it flaming hot as any furnace.</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /><br />- The Perfumed Garden<br /></span></div><br /><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/Sk-Ddd96xII/AAAAAAAAAq4/s6TKE_bViok/s320/just+kiss+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354643024250586242" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"><p><span style="font-size:130%;">You kissed me! My head drooped low on your breast<br /> With a feeling of shelter and infinite rest,<br /> While the holy emotions my tongue dared not speak,<br /> Flashed up as in flame, from my heart to my cheek;<br /> Your arms held me fast; oh! your arms were so bold --<br /> Heart beat against heart in their passionate fold.<br /> Your glances seemed drawing my soul through mine eyes,<br /> As the sun draws the mist form the sea to the skies.<br /> Your lips clung to mine till I prayed in my bliss<br /> They might never unclasp from the rapturous kiss.</span> </p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">-Josephine Slocum Hunt<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">from You Kissed Me </span></p></div><br /><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center; line-height: 0pt;"><a href="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/%7Er/MindPowerMasters/%7E6/5"><img src="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/MindPowerMasters.5.gif" alt="Mind Power Masters " style="border: 0pt none ;" /></a></p><p style="margin-top: 5px; padding-top: 0pt; font-size: x-small; text-align: center;"><a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/headlineanimator/install?id=17kj114o7qbmpbrjuamfhl7me4&amp;w=5" onclick="window.open(this.href, 'haHowto', 'width=520,height=600,toolbar=no,address=no,resizable=yes,scrollbars'); return false" target="_blank">↑ Grab this Headline Animator</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679173901504523732-3936688317635547211?l=lovinglips.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/LanguageOfLove?a=0EJm5O8q1Bk:hJqvqcfsUtw:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/LanguageOfLove?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LanguageOfLove/~4/0EJm5O8q1Bk" height="1" width="1"/>Briannoreply@blogger.com0http://lovinglips.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-kissed-me.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679173901504523732.post-76890741947689135702009-10-02T06:48:00.000-07:002009-10-02T06:51:48.897-07:002009-10-02T06:51:48.897-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/SsYFC30G_AI/AAAAAAAAA2g/dv14CuONFLQ/s1600-h/lovers.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/SsYFC30G_AI/AAAAAAAAA2g/dv14CuONFLQ/s320/lovers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387999551095766018" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">The springtime of Lovers has come,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> that this dust bowl may become a garden;</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> the proclamation of heaven has come,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> that the bird of the soul may rise in flight.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> The sea becomes full of pearls,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> the salt marsh becomes sweet as kauthar,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> the stone becomes a ruby from the mine,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> the body becomes wholly soul.</span><br /><br />-Rumi<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/SrHCSijQNeI/AAAAAAAAAzk/hygXyYqv3Do/s320/kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382296653452555746" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">I love your lips when they're wet with wine</span></span> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><br />And red with a wild desire;</span> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><br />I love your eyes when the lovelight lies</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Lit with a passionate fire.</span> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><br />I love your arms when the warm white flesh</span> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><br />Touches mine in a fond embrace;</span> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><br />I love your hari when the strands enmesh</span> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><br />Your kisses against my face.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">-Ella Wheeler Wilcox</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">from I Love You </span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center; line-height: 0pt;"><a href="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/%7Er/MindPowerMasters/%7E6/5"><img src="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/MindPowerMasters.5.gif" alt="Mind Power Masters " style="border: 0pt none ;" /></a></p><p style="margin-top: 5px; padding-top: 0pt; font-size: x-small; text-align: center;"><a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/headlineanimator/install?id=17kj114o7qbmpbrjuamfhl7me4&amp;w=5" onclick="window.open(this.href, 'haHowto', 'width=520,height=600,toolbar=no,address=no,resizable=yes,scrollbars'); return false" target="_blank">↑ Grab this Headline Animator</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679173901504523732-7756492231338457868?l=lovinglips.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/LanguageOfLove?a=8KbEewsSDhQ:EQ9AZL0oAc4:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/LanguageOfLove?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LanguageOfLove/~4/8KbEewsSDhQ" height="1" width="1"/>Briannoreply@blogger.com0http://lovinglips.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-you.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679173901504523732.post-22220130115827960152009-10-01T03:49:00.000-07:002009-10-01T03:52:52.824-07:002009-10-01T03:52:52.824-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/SsSJxuj1syI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/2iRvdW56VVo/s1600-h/Lust.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/SsSJxuj1syI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/2iRvdW56VVo/s320/Lust.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387582541646902050" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />LOVE AND LUST<br /><br />Each shall have a room, as they are distinct<br />As love is blind, lust has eyes wide open for its games<br />As love is day, lust is the night at the bar<br />As love speaks the truth, lust can just lay silent looking for the tasty froth<br />Love need not be beautiful but lust makes it a requisite<br />Love may abstain, but lust cannot<br />By its nature it thrives in banquets<br /><br />Love is pure but lust goes to mud in all wild wrestling for what it desires<br />I can love you without lust<br />But you may not like it after all<br />I love and lust you<br /><br />And in you<br />Love and lust shall<br />Hold hands, kiss tight, hiss all the night<br />Love and lust<br />The two becoming one<br />To both of us<br /><br />So this union may last<br />This communion of souls<br /><br /><a href="http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-and-lust-4/">RIC S. BASTASA </a><br /></span> </div><br /><br /><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center; line-height: 0pt;"><a href="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/%7Er/MindPowerMasters/%7E6/5"><img src="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/MindPowerMasters.5.gif" alt="Mind Power Masters " style="border: 0pt none ;" /></a></p><p style="margin-top: 5px; padding-top: 0pt; font-size: x-small; text-align: center;"><a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/headlineanimator/install?id=17kj114o7qbmpbrjuamfhl7me4&amp;w=5" onclick="window.open(this.href, 'haHowto', 'width=520,height=600,toolbar=no,address=no,resizable=yes,scrollbars'); return false" target="_blank">↑ Grab this Headline Animator</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679173901504523732-2222013011582796015?l=lovinglips.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/LanguageOfLove?a=yHfONf5S09A:oUq52eExX0k:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/LanguageOfLove?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LanguageOfLove/~4/yHfONf5S09A" height="1" width="1"/>Briannoreply@blogger.com0http://lovinglips.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-and-lust.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679173901504523732.post-46833026529110497102009-09-29T06:04:00.000-07:002009-09-29T06:17:12.481-07:002009-09-29T06:17:12.481-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/SsIHQC2wt9I/AAAAAAAAA2I/_0lnNBe5o2Q/s1600-h/entwined01575.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/SsIHQC2wt9I/AAAAAAAAA2I/_0lnNBe5o2Q/s320/entwined01575.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386876076514392018" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Waiting for you<br />aches like eternity<br />Consuming me<br />silent nightly echoes<br />smothering my senses.<br />Seeking repose</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I mitigate the urgency<br />in warm, flowering</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Liquid flickering showers</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Lathering lusty bubble</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Remind me of you</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Yearning</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">that it be you</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Your hands,</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Your sweet hands reach behind be</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Embracing my breasts</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Yes it is you</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Lotion cooling and warming me all at once</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Fingering tips barely touching</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Bending me over</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Locking your hips seeking me deeply</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Pulling away</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">You turn me to you</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Feather touch lips</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Caress the tickling side of my breasts</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Southward</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Light tender teasing</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Swelling warmth filling me</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Aching burning lustful longing</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Dampness fills me</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Thrilling fingers dance my skin</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Teasing my lips curve</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Tongues entwine</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">In Impassioned embrace</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Gently sucking, pulling at my nipples</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Feathering my sides<br />little spider kisses over the softness<br />Probing within me</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Fingers massaging my depths</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Your dancing licks lavish liquid</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Delight on my thrilled labia</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">My hips buckle</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">In delightful burning hunger</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Take me</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Your long fingers dive deeply within</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Hungering the taste</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Of my engorged femininity</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Aching panting hunger</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Barely able to breathe</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Searching<br />Deeper.<br />Faster!<br />Harder!<br />Almost ……..</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">…the Edge</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Take me</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">let me fly…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">On edge<br />Wanting to fall</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">stars, heavenly stars</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">then you turn me</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">plunging your hardness into me</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">reminding me you have your own desires.</span></p><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />- opus125</span><br /><br /></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center; line-height: 0pt;"><a href="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/%7Er/MindPowerMasters/%7E6/5"><img src="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/MindPowerMasters.5.gif" alt="Mind Power Masters " style="border: 0pt none ;" /></a></p><p style="margin-top: 5px; padding-top: 0pt; font-size: x-small; text-align: center;"><a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/headlineanimator/install?id=17kj114o7qbmpbrjuamfhl7me4&amp;w=5" onclick="window.open(this.href, 'haHowto', 'width=520,height=600,toolbar=no,address=no,resizable=yes,scrollbars'); return false" target="_blank">↑ Grab this Headline Animator</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4679173901504523732-4683302652911049710?l=lovinglips.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/LanguageOfLove?a=n76Utcuusp8:c5ndwVpi0s0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/LanguageOfLove?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LanguageOfLove/~4/n76Utcuusp8" height="1" width="1"/>Briannoreply@blogger.com0http://lovinglips.blogspot.com/2009/09/entwined.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679173901504523732.post-48813088035476324952009-09-27T21:48:00.000-07:002009-09-27T21:48:00.395-07:002009-09-27T21:48:00.395-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/SrG__GgChRI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Df6XI6KVAug/s1600-h/kiss.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/SrG__GgChRI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Df6XI6KVAug/s320/kiss.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382294120482112786" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">The Kiss</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;"> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />I hoped that he would love me,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />And he has kissed my mouth,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />But I am like a stricken bird</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />That cannot reach the south.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />For though I know he loves me,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />To-night my heart is sad;</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />His kiss was not so wonderful</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />As all the dreams I had.</span><br /><br /><br />Sara Teasdale<br /></span></div><br /><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/Srn5i2hpdQI/AAAAAAAAA1A/357F2L0PqQ8/s320/Indian-Sari-Fashion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384609206645650690" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" > </span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">In noon-tide hours, O Love, secure and strong,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">I need thee not; mad dreams are mine to bind</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">The world to my desire, and hold the wind</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">A voiceless captive to my conquering song.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">I need thee not, I am content with these:</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Keep silence in thy soul, beyond the seas!</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">But in the desolate hour of midnight, when</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">An ectasy of starry silence sleeps</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">And my soul hungers for thy voice, O then,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Love, like the magic of wild melodies,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Let thy soul answer mine across the seas.</span><br /><br />- Sarojini Naidu</span><br /></div><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/Sr2ch_CTTuI/AAAAAAAAA2A/r5T9nKLJwyQ/s320/the_rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385632837075685090" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">A simple rose I have found</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">It's not the flower that grows from the ground,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Its beauty is one of such delight ...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">This rose is soft to the touch in all its perfection.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The envy for all the flowers in this garden</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Its fragrance will consume your every obsession.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">This rose must be a gift, a gift from above</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">A gift from Heaven to show us love.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Every morning I wake to see its petals glisten</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Its easy to see how one could be so smitten</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">If love was a rose it would shine so bright</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Because all I need is this rose in my life.</span><br /><br />- Kevan Mends<br /></span></div><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7VgeOOGCtc/SrnqhBhtwaI/AAAAAAAAA0w/frlAIqbopg8/s320/lovers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384592682564567458" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >The bond of love is not desire, but need.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >Desire fades; need with wisdom grows:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >The need to be needed, and the need to need.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >But why the need to need when one is freed</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >By needing less of that which comes and goes?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >The bond of love is not desire, but need.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >And why need to be needed? Why should one cede</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >What one might well enjoy for what one owes?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >The need to be needed, and the need to need</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >Are longings of the sower for the seed,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >And the seed for the sower, who whistles as he sows.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >The bond of love is not desire, but need.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >Love is longing, by dint of death decreed,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >The beauty and the terror life bestows,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >The need to be needed, and the need to need</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >Embedded in one’s being, as indeed,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >Being needs Creation, which it once chose.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >The bond of love is not desire, but need:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >The need to be needed, and the need to need.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >- Nicholas Gordon</span><br /><br /></div><br /><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center; line-height: 0pt;"><a href="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/%7Er/MindPowerMasters/%7E6/5"><img src="http://feeds2.feedburner.com/MindPowerMasters.5.gif" alt="Mind Power Masters " style="border: 0pt none ;" /></a></p><p style="margin-top: 5px; 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