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Celerbration - a Variation A happy day should have its celebration. It's summer time for the spring of this sub-tropical region. Sunshine never hides but seek for trees, flowers, hills, . Wind plays with ripples. Nature dances. Water, both its sound and power, running down waterfll, wraps us up in the midnoon. Al-though swallows dissappear on the wires, yet, they will appear. No doubt. And desires may suddenly come up that will bind you to far rest of the world, and bring mankind's present tininess up to the universe -- making you feel you're so immense when you are just as small as an ant or a swallow, like in this poem, a correspondent to Cohen's... Celebration When you crouch above me and in both your hands hold my womanhood like a jade crown, When you wrap your tongue about the galaxy gem and forbid my breathing. I understand this ancient Chinese girl who lied down on a shaft of heatened stone, and rubbed it till the moon was warm. Crouch, love, an inch above me, so far I can barely see your mouth and hands perform the ceremony, Lie,love, a thousand feet below me, So far I can daringly perceive your pole and legs propel my blessing. Lie till I double to your front with a moan, like those fairies on the wall that Arhats drew down. xxx p.s. Siminality by conspicuous and conspirary coincidence. Dont bite me, a smile. |
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4/23/2006 4:50 pm |
Now, that's what I'm talking about.. !!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm converted !!! to a Cermonial kinda guy.. forever.. my goodness ... I love a good ceremony 
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4/24/2006 5:42 am |
swallowtsui - delicious. As Davinci writes, I see a lof of humour in your parody of the Cohen poem, and it made me laugh, like Caragh. But I also feel you were serious behind the words. When we worship each other we can transcend this reality. Thank you!
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4/24/2006 2:05 pm |
I love it when "Caragh smiles....
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