Sweet sacred soulA Poem by The 13th Eroshush hush hushHush hush, sweet sacred soul. White winter’s kiss did
burn in echoes
of dust and gold; a fabric woven in laced stone. Sweet wine now passion
unleashes for her eyes, emerald and
azure are pools of spiced mystery. Eloquence of black turquoise
ripples and pink-laced lingerie summers are enveloped in the scent
of relics. There are breathing books
on the shelf; pages of winding staircases
and whispers transcribed on her
soft skin. Sweet sterling etched Scottish
shadows make love within these purple
mountains, caught on memory’s frantic photography. It hints at wild horses
sipping trickling streams in those ancient forests of
untamed fairies, and how they murmur
lullabies of hush hush hush… © 2013 The 13th ErosReviews
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Added on March 8, 2013Last Updated on March 16, 2013 AuthorThe 13th ErosWherever my love is...AboutSource: miladydewinter.tumblr.com via The 13th on Pinterest I am Eros, Greek god of love and sexual desire. I shoot my arrows into the hearts of gods or mortals to rouse them with desire. Aphrodite.. more..Writing
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