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