(This was inspired by a visit to a Tantric massage circle known as the "Massage A-Trois" I went to on Monday evening in Portland's Alberta Arts District, where anyone can just RSVP, come on in, and after a brief workshop on breathing exercises and tips to providing quality massages, were arranged into groups of three to spend twenty to twenty-five minutes taking turns massaging each other with jojoba oil, blankets and pillows provided as well.

It was there I saw two familiar faces I met at ErosFest Northwest, including Donna......who gave me my very first kiss last month (she kissed me again several times throughout the night). And that ecstatic rush of emotion I felt, when she asked me to intertwine my fingers with hers, asking "Look at me!" and staring each other in the eyes...........has left my head still swimming even as I post this write which basically wrote itself, and I wrote faster than any other poem I've ever written besides haikus/senryus in the past! )

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Look At Me
By: Lisping Hibiscus
9/22/09

(Yeah yeah yeah yeah!)

Mmmmmmm,
mmm mmm hmm hmm,
mmm mmm hmm hmm,
mmm mmm hmm hmm...

With eyes as hungry as yours,
you could listen to my thoughts,
running through your fingers,
youthful, willing and overwrought,
you stared into my eyes,
until you set my own,
burning like hard coal,
then you cradled my naive hand,
leaned in as though,
you intended to swallow me whole,
and cajoled,

Look at me,
look at me,
feel my heart through my fingers,
look at me,
look at me,
I'll breathe you in,
as you linger...

Time is forbidden,
as far as our presence dance is concerned,
flinging your hair in my face,
like a Sauterne-soaked cinnamon fern,
you breathe in my ear,
until all I can hear,
is a renaissance unthaw,
you, me and the Great Mystery,
make a great massage a-trois,
hey...

Look at me,
look at me,
feel my heart through my fingers,
look at me,
look at me,
I'll breathe you in,
as you linger...

You may be substituting divine intervention,
or you can read my mind,
you may even be the nightmare scenario,
no matter,
I'm volunteering my all for you tonight...

(Yeah yeah yeah yeah!)

Mmmmmmm,
mmm mmm hmm hmm,
mmm mmm hmm hmm,
mmm mmm hmm hmm...

Look at me,
look at me,
feel my heart through my fingers,
look at me,
look at me,
I'll breathe you in,
as you linger...

Look at me,
look at me,
feel my heart through my fingers,
look at me,
look at me,
I'll breathe you in,
as you linger...

[This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (09-23-2009 03:15 PM).]

Awwwwwwwwwwww, thanks Linda!

(sigh) She has this reddish-orangeish hair that is very fern-like, with a bit of golden highlights, and so I guess that particular simile came to my head as though her hair flowed softly like a cinnamon fern soaked in some dessert wine. I was just lost in the moment, inebriated with sacred bliss, and so, perhaps, that image was not meant to make sense!

Although the poetic song itself isn't about a kiss, but rather about consummate desire in a general sense, I absolutely agree that kisses can be especially seductive and alluring when you're staring into your lover's eyes in the process (depending on what you're hoping to get out of a particular kiss). Actually, the way we were staring into each others eyes was almost cobra-like, so it was much more on the erotic side than the romantic side, and those moments we kissed were mostly during the massages themselves, where she kissed me as I was reclined on the floor being massaged, and I kissed her when she was lying on her back being massaged, with one more kiss shared after the event.

(blushes) I know what you may be thinking, and while it might seem as though there's something more between the two of us, in truth there isn't, and the kisses we shared were those "living the moment" type of kisses than something romantic or broader. In any case, they were beautiful, and delicious, and I'll happily take them as four of my five first kisses in my life! (does happy dance)

Thanks soooooooooooo much, dearest Earth Angel!

XOXO,
Lisping Hibiscus

"If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other"

Mother Teresa

Awwwwwwwwwww, thanks Erica!

(giggles) There's too many flavors to choose from................I can't decide!

It's soooooooooooo great to see you too, my friend!

XOXO,
Lisping Hibiscus

"If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other"

Mother Teresa