Views: 75We meet in dreamland. Smoke from a steaming bath fills the room. A dripping mirror reflects your vision, a lion sits beside your robe. Brushing your hair, drying your locks, admiring your lovely smile. I Love You. We meet in dreamland. The sun beams down on your body, rustling evergreens and birch trees sing… Continue reading A Lion Sits Beside You. Intergalactic Finance Minister
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Charms for good life
Two Years Holiday by Jules Verne Book Review
Views: 537The boys are shipwrecked. Fifteen of them. Aging from eight to fourteen years old. No adults around. They live on the island without trouble, build shelter in a cave, read lessons from a small library, hunt game, gather the flocks, and harvest the herbs. Everything is working out marvelously. The French boy, Briant, is… Continue reading Two Years Holiday by Jules Verne Book Review
Hot Spring Report. Intergalactic Finance Minister
Views: 103We’re ten feet over the forest canopy, zooming in and out of the soaring boughs. Straight over the heath, wood, and barrow. I follow your tail feathers like a hawk. You land on the green lawn below. Your gossamer body reflecting noonday rays like Archimedes mirror. I’m jolted by your beauty. I can hardly… Continue reading Hot Spring Report. Intergalactic Finance Minister
Earth’s Last Citadel by C.L. Moore and Henry Kuttner Book Review
Views: 629We begin in the sands of Tunis. Following the path of a shooting star. A faint emerald glow can be seen above the undulating dunes. We follow the light. A radiant star portal is found beside a green oasis, we pause for repast and prayer. Your hair wrapped in white silk, your robes flowing… Continue reading Earth’s Last Citadel by C.L. Moore and Henry Kuttner Book Review
Milk Chocolate Dress. Intergalactic Finance Minister
Views: 97Your dress is the color of milk chocolate with hints of ocher red. The contours of your hourglass body are seen through the pines. Your flaxen hair reaching the small of your back. Your arms are raised in prayer and gratitude. It’s you in a milk chocolate dress. Hourglass contours in the sun. Hands… Continue reading Milk Chocolate Dress. Intergalactic Finance Minister
The Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy Book Review
Views: 756Published 1878 Set on the heavenly heath. The summit of the barrow, undulating folds of the field. Secret grassy swales for lovers to hide. The heathmen burn the furze on the Fifth of November. Men and women dance around the wispy flames. Enter Suitor One: A reddleman. He’s colored red from toe to head.… Continue reading The Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy Book Review
Amy Grant – Everywhere I Go – Unguarded mp3
Views: 103Amy Grant – Everywhere I Go – Unguarded Everywhere I Go I was wasting timeOh so sure to find somebodyWho’ll never goHow could I knowNone I’d found was trueNone could be but youThe only one love divineMy heart, my mind are yours Everywhere I goI see your face through the crowdEverywhere I goI hear… Continue reading Amy Grant – Everywhere I Go – Unguarded mp3
Progress Report. Intergalactic Finance Minister
Views: 95The days are spent reading, writing, aromatics, acrobatics, dancing, and tumbling. You like to work in the solarium with your books, tea, and towel. I join you frequently, sitting beside your chaise-lounge, enjoying the luxury of your view. Today, I am absent, out in the field with the men, harvesting hay, examining the rigs,… Continue reading Progress Report. Intergalactic Finance Minister
Rescued From The Flames of Ennui. Intergalactic Finance Minister
Views: 123I was walking blind into oblivion. Not a care in the world. Careless like the flames of a forest fire. From the depths of total destruction I see two emerald eyes, the mane of a LION, the soft touch of a maiden. She sets me down kindly on solid ground. I smile and say,… Continue reading Rescued From The Flames of Ennui. Intergalactic Finance Minister
Chansonettes de sa Facon. Intergalactic Finance Minister
Views: 164We enter a huge canopy tent in the desert. Lighted by silver sconces, a smoking urn in the center, blue aromatics wafting through the bedouin. The floor is carpeted with Persian rugs. Around the perimeter are instruments; guitars, drums, cymbals, flutes, tambourines. We are invited to play any instrument we wish. We say a… Continue reading Chansonettes de sa Facon. Intergalactic Finance Minister