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Slaves Of The Stars
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Slaves Of The Stars |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Slaves Of The Stars By: Noah Eaton 11/5/05 Ironing gossamer, solving satin, girdle of the year, clothed in a white-gold chemise, feeling your body rise, in morning star course, you keep sharing what is mine, I keep sharing what is yours... Cause we’re all slaves of the stars, we’re riddles of why our hearts have beated from the start, and every time you go down for me, I only come up resurfacing for moonlight. Virginity can be lost by a thought, mmm, but your grace makes everything so pure, nothing can slow our beating hearts, cause we’re all slaves of the stars... Verdant, untamed bodies, soaked in dalliance, blooming with hot whispers unheard, myriads of velvet silhouettes, speaking in your tongue, mmm, your aura is my bedsheet, we can’t tell stars from fireflies, we can’t tell stars from fireflies... Cause we’re all slaves of the stars, we’re riddles of why our hearts have beated from the start, and every time you go down for me, I only come up resurfacing for moonlight. Virginity can be lost by a thought, mmm, but your grace makes everything so pure, nothing can slow our beating hearts, cause we’re all slaves of the stars... Chariots of moisture, sweep across your lively shoulders, orphaned in our chimera, orphaned in our chimera... Cause we’re all slaves of the stars, we’re riddles of why our hearts have beated from the start, and every time you go down for me, I only come up resurfacing for moonlight. Virginity can be lost by a thought, mmm, but your grace makes everything so pure, nothing can slow our beating hearts, cause we’re all slaves of the stars... Ironing gossamer, solving satin, your hair falls me in my face, tasting your delicate static... "If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other" Mother Teresa |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Noah, I do believe we romantics are all "Slaves of the Stars"!  "mmm, your aura is my bedsheet" ~ mmm, mmm, mmm, indeed!  You exude love from every pore of your poetic soul! May you be as loved as you are loving.  Linda |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Very sensuous Noah. I like this. hugs, Chris Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Noah "Ironing gossamer, solving satin," It's good to see you in this state of love...you are so enthusiastic. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
This is truly exquisite, dear Noah! Intensely romantic with many poetic highlights. You shine with love in this creation and I will keep it, for it is one of my favorites of yours. We have missed you! Love, Margherita  |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Noah, this is the most romatic expression....ahhhhhh.......breathtaking! ......jo |
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