Sculpture of You
Your face is chiseled
In the memory of my soul
In an infinite splendor
Of a sonnet through time
That captures the essence
Of the beauty of who you are
Within myself
As an inspirational moment
Of a divine explosion of our hearts
Into the oneness of our souls
In infinite care
Of the yin and the yang
In an expansive caress
Of the eternal love of the two
Fostering the birth of a sacred sojourn
Of divine partnership
Now and through time
My Twin Flame Marriage of Fate: The Madame’s Plot of Not
The Madam’s Plot of Not
The Madame is sultry
In her boudoir
As long as my twin
Nurtures and heals her
Renewing her vitality
Of a femme of an older status of self
My twin is consumed
To a point of no return
Until I adventure
To marry her
Within myself forevermore
I am merrily working at three tantric sway clubs following my sojourn of ballet performances that completed in the autumn following my graduation. I foster another mature tantric affair that grows to be sexually nuanced as this is Bellatrix’s preference. Aryah knows nothing of this nor do I tell her. My phone is simply off until morning some nights due to working a very late shift that goes later than most. I find that the sexuality really fosters the flavor of deep care of myself within and in unison with Bellatrix.
On alternative nights, I am on the phone with Ms. Sunhara until dawn. My mother warns me to be careful with Ms Sunhara and my blooming sexuality as I could end up conceiving too early. I listen and foster the right medication to abate my sexual drive for whenever Ms. Sunhara returns from another joyous adventure with the Madame. Although she is here in Fala’a with a rented apartment, she is gone every other week. This is perfect for my sojourn with Bellatrix. Read more
In the emergence of my life
