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 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1556
Shulamite MaidenPage 7 of 91    (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41)
My dearest Shulamite maiden,
May I enter thy chambers?—
For I yearn for thee, desiring
After that in which I imagine

For us, stargazing, wondering
Of the passion of thy love.
In thy presence, I ponder that
The wine is much richer, where

The art of seduction is ever
Looming. Come. Love with me,
Within this dimension of turmoil
And strife, where ardent love

Serves as the panacea of
Existence; for I hunger for thy
Being, afflicted by thy fair beauty.
My well beloved, thy deer’s eyes

Affect me softly, digging into my
Soul, etching at the sanctuary of
My spirit. Tell me that I am more
Than doting. Tell me that I am near

The attainment of a vision, for our
Love awaits—and I am eager to
Hold within my arms my Shulamite
Maiden, for she is a lily among

Thorns, shadowing my thoughts,
Probing into my private cathedral—
She is the manna in which I crave. My
Love, look into the skies, our banner

Of love is imprinted upon the clouds.
Thou hast awakened my love, driving
Me into the mountains of my soul,
Where my passion is raining forth

A flood. Permit me to feel thy spirit,
For I am lost in the wilderness,
Searching for thy fountain. My dearest
Shulamite Maiden, I love thee.
 Erota
Joined: 12/28/2009
Msg: 1557
Shulamite Maiden
Posted: 7/14/2010 7:29:43 PM
Shulamite Maiden, I heart thee
your love's wisdom is unearthly
knowledge leaves the soul to bleed
but your wisdom heals such pain
crescendo of joy that embraces thee

The pages enticed are fully opened
words not even Keats would dare
walk with me this mid night summer
promise never doth loving spare

Fairy tales smiles lips of magic
full of fantasy yet I urn
Timeless spacious eternal blessing
infinite journey till thee returns

Shulamate Maidam where art thou?
or do you exist only in my dreams


 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1560
Shulamite Maiden
Posted: 7/15/2010 9:36:47 AM
Erota... I enjoyed reading your version... nice capture.

Revoskeepnus... I enjoyed reading your work as well. It's provocative.

Xlr8ingmargo... I thank you for your warm comment, and thanxz for reading.
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1562
Seduction
Posted: 7/20/2010 3:35:06 PM
It is an unspoken language,
Tugging upon the spirit,
Causing the mind to wander,
Leaving the soul to yearn. It
Is not easily appeased—moving
One to seek—it is a potent thorn.
 Erota
Joined: 12/28/2009
Msg: 1564
Seduction
Posted: 7/20/2010 4:18:21 PM
yellow sapphire of liquid love
sent from the heavens up above
potent thorns of love's desire
sets my aching heart on fire
melancholy dreams and joyous wonder
will love stay or will love go
that's my question to which I ponder
poisoned by love's lethal dose
 Erota
Joined: 12/28/2009
Msg: 1565
Seduction
Posted: 7/20/2010 4:19:05 PM
thanks for the respectful gesture sir!~!~
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1567
Seduction
Posted: 7/21/2010 2:29:32 PM
I thank you both for stopping by, and giving me new ideas to ponder upon.
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1568
Conversation
Posted: 7/21/2010 2:30:14 PM
“I owe you an apology. But I hope that you can understand that insanity was upon me.”
“I understand that you caused me to fear you. And I am a married woman.”
“Indeed, but are you able to forgive, and to accept that I am attracted you.”
“What I am able to accept, and what I am able to reciprocate, are two different things.”
“Have I not affected you?”
“That is neither here nor there. I am married. And I love my husband.”
“But are you content, or does your soul yearn for more?”
“I don’t know if you should be asking me such questions.”
“But I’m asking, for I desire you.”
“But you know my situation, and I’m not looking to become another statistic.”
“I can maintain a secret. Would such a secret bring you joy?”
“Secrets are soon revealed, and they cause pain, despite the joy they may bring.”
“But some secrets remain such. And joy is rare. Do you desire joy?”
“I desire what I possess, and I possess the joy that I need.”
“Is this true?”
“I have stated the truth.”
“Then I wish you more of the joy that you possess.”
“And I thank you.”
 Erota
Joined: 12/28/2009
Msg: 1570
Conversation
Posted: 7/21/2010 4:06:02 PM
...so I thanked her and walked away
traveling onward in my dismay
met a man without a home
living in only what he belonged
and I asked the kindly gestured sir
if he was happy and full of glee
and he responded without a doubt
perception is a viewers map
why would I not be happy son
I have my health and food to eat
got two shoes on both my feet
blessing commeth from up above
ever day I waketh up
so then he asked a question too
are you happy with the you
with all your stuff and measly suits
all your personal materials to bear
house on a hill and a dog to boot
so does all these materials make happy suit
I paused a min and walked away
traveled onward in my dismay
inspired by what the man did say
changed my perspective to this very day!:)
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1572
Conversation
Posted: 7/22/2010 12:10:54 PM
Erota, revoskeepnus... these are cool creations... I thank you each for posting them here.
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1573
Motion
Posted: 7/23/2010 1:22:27 PM
She is a river, flowing in and
out of the sea of my soul.
I ponder upon her person
for hours, hoping that she will

one day lie safely within
the fortress of my arms, for
she is a star, harboring a
soulfelt scar. I met her within
the jungle of forever, and

she permitted me to feel her
spirit. In this life, this is rare.
How do I now forsake the
touch of anguish? I pray that

I will enter her chambers. I
would then escort her into
her wine cellar. There, we
would converse until the moon

ran out of breath. I would
confess my affliction—I would
confess that I am a broken
faucet, in desperate need of

repair. She would smile without
suspicion, revealing in her
countenance a deep-seated desire,
one in which affection is

the primary source of joy. My
well beloved, your fair beauty is
contagious. I wish that it were
your nature to realize this very

truth; but modesty compliments
your glory, provoking me to love
deeper, for the shallowness of love
is ever burning, burning unto

nothingness. Into your soul, I
wish to travel. I would unravel
your scar, thereby, swaddling it
with the scarves of healing.

Have I trespassed? I hope that
I have dared to explore
uncultivated terrain, for this is
where our pleasure awaits.

Have you considered that you
are a lily among thorns?
Without you at my side, an
iron collar is about my spirit,

impressing pressure upon the
apparatus of my soul. Indeed,
I am crooked inside, and the
drawer of my heart is filled

with confetti. It is similar to
drawing water from a cactus.
It leaves a man thirsting for more.
My paramour, have I pondered

in error—are you not longing,
dancing gallantly within a gallery
of visions, where love is sought
for in this vast oasis. I am left to

journey through caves, lost,
wandering through fields of
the spirit. Leave me not to my
desires, but rescue my yearning

soul, for I am unsure if I will
make it through the fog.
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1575
Motion
Posted: 7/26/2010 10:32:20 AM
^^^I thank you for the volt of encouragement... I am glad that you liked it.
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1576
Antenna
Posted: 7/26/2010 10:33:20 AM
She is a dazzling magician,
Mystically perusing my inner
Cathedral—will I confess?—for
I am deeply enchanted.

She is a maestro, manipulating
The orchestra of my soul—shall
I sacrifice my masculinity, and
Reveal to her my vulnerability?

She is a yoga instructor,
Guiding my line to divinity,
Moving my spirit to journey free,
Shall I cling to love?

She is a sad soul, glowing
Within the temple of contrition,
Causing men to pause, and
Pray silently on her behalf.

She is a tender touch, a
Loving embrace, and a present
Memory, ushering me into
Caves of eternity.

She is more than art, richer
Than aesthetics, and of more
Worth than rare diamonds—
She is a masterpiece waiting.

She is an unsung song,
Echoing within the seas of
Forever, moving the waves,
Kinetically affecting souls.

She is an intoxication,
Electrifying man’s desire,
Moving mountains with the
Ease of her finger.

She is a dazzling magician,
Mystically perusing my inner
Cathedral—will I confess?—for
I am deeply enchanted.
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1578
Antenna
Posted: 7/27/2010 8:01:05 AM
I thank you for the advice.... And I enjoyed reading this.

 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1580
To Muse
Posted: 7/28/2010 9:58:01 AM
Within the streams of passion, I dwell, splintered through, meditating upon a rare gem. She is a tacit symbol, sitting at the piano of my soul, manipulating the keys to my spirit.

Upon a holy handkerchief, I stitch her name, careful to consecrate the seams, for God is ever present where her name is evoked.

My dearest love, you have captured me as within the graphics of a picture—shall I repent, for I have recognized a human goddess, for I have fallen in love with a human goddess?

Continue to plough the fields of my soul, my love; for you have unlocked my prose, now pouring forth a river of blank verses—shall I not love the one who has picklock my artistry?

She is a warrior; maintaining her position within the battlefields of forever, winning wars daily, while digging into the depth of lost souls—she is my rhythm, my lively vibration.

We are unto strangers, yearning for so much more than what we possess; somewhat lost, sailing through the vast seas of desires—will she permit me to satisfy her number one craving?

I wish to reap the harvest of her music, as I drift through afternoon blues, absorbing the colors of aspiration, seemingly carved from the woodblock of disappointment and sorrow.

I imagine that the quilt of her love is an incantation, pulling one out of the quicksand of grief, uplifting the spirit of humankind—is she my magical mermaid!

The seashore represents her rainbow. Thus, I walk its contour, wishing upon the seashells, hoping soon to touch her person, where the candescence of love would glisten heavenly.

Shall we embark upon the playground of secret love? Where our affections could reign freely, for I desire her womanly passions, her heartfelt embrace.

The zephyrs have whispered within my hearing her secret longing. I so wish to answer the call of her soul, for angelica is waiting—must we maintain our distance?

Give me a fragrant sign, my love, for the waves are inscrutable, tugging at my emotions, causing me to believe that I am wrestling with an illusion, even a phantom afar.

Indeed, she is an invisible force, causing me to sky scrape the heights of my soul, where I drift, meditating upon her vibrant radiance, wishing that she would come near.

She is my prayer beads, the mother of salvation, as sacred as the Vatican—will she answer my incessant prayer, for I am in desperate need of healing.

Alas, I love what I have yet to possess, in love with the intensity of this very want. Will she beckon me into the meadows—will she draw near to the flame?—for the spirit is burning.
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1583
To Muse
Posted: 7/28/2010 3:31:12 PM
RockinDaze, I thank you for your comments... and I truly thank you for the encouragement.

SunPeeksOver, this is another great capture. I am flattered.
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1584
Maze
Posted: 7/29/2010 3:45:26 PM
If we were to happen upon one another’s path, I would fain apologize for my crass behavior, for I affronted Artemis. I was indelicate, and thus, I caused fear to stir within the heart. However, my dearest treasure, know that I was under a spell, chaos was upon my person, and energy navigated my spiritual ship unto your island. Was I shipwrecked, my love?—or was the pain also vibrant within your region? Such intricacies are difficult to grasp from a distance. Therefore, I am left to cogitate upon the mystery of such vibrations, roving through the maze of my actions, wondering of if it is possible to engender forgiveness.

Thoughts are upon me, my love. The frequency of chance is loud within my fane—have I endeared myself to you?—for your presence is ever near, nearer than those that I have loved in the past. I have attempted to break free, but the force of passion is alive within my heart, wailing that you are in need of my love. Has intimacy between us arisen, arisen from a distance? Indeed, our minds have mated, and the offspring of our noetic bonding is efflorescing, causing hertz to resonate within our souls. Our maze is active, my love, as active as repentance.

Shall our season of amour blossom before our eyes? Shall we touch upon the roots within the soils of our passion?—or shall we continue to dwell within the valleys of intrigue, curiosity and fancy?—for I am torn dearly, yearning to seduce you unto satiation and mystical enchantment. Could a woman of your stature love me?—for I confess, I was born broken, and I continue to wrestle with a phantom, but I understand the intimate nature of love, and thus, the tender presence of anguish. Indeed, my love, you are a comely, majestic jewel, an unimaginable and thus divine gem, intoxicating my spirit—leave me not to the maze of sorrow and distress.

I imagine that you possess the virtues of a queen, wrestling with a secret affliction, certain to reveal it in subtleties. Permit me to read into the subtleties, my love, for I am eager to unlock the treasures of your soul. Is destiny upon us?—for my affections have been captured, whereby, I meditate upon my muse late into the evenings, climbing through the mountains of my spirit, hoping to stumble upon the cave of my love. Thus, teach me of your ways, charm me unto captivation—electrify me with your presence, for our maze has become intricate, we must escape it, or we must absorb it.

My luminous beloved, my divine flower, this vibrant maze of ours has consumed me, provoking me to compose unto heartache and heaviness. I am enchanted, seeking the springs of sheer passion, ashamed that I have affronted my love. Strew seeds of amour upon our maze, lest we perish softly at the hand of intrigue, fraught with curiosity, drifting through a world of subtle disappointments—for romance is awaiting our arrival.

Indeed, fault me not for my folly, for chaos is no longer upon my person. I have cleansed out my temple, and I am mining the caves of my spirit, extracting semi-precious stones, emeralds and diamonds, only that I may share them with my love. Thus, come explore the unseen, drink from the fountain of my enchantment, for our maze is tugging upon our spirits, ushering us in the direction of amour. Was I shipwrecked, my love?—or was the pain also vibrant within your region?
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1585
Maze
Posted: 8/4/2010 1:18:43 PM
Mystery is upon us
Watching as we weep
Smiling as we cry
I wish you joy
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1587
Maze
Posted: 8/4/2010 5:11:28 PM
A mandolin speaks of
Love, vibrating throughout
The soul; but shall I
Touch the hand of myth,
Or feel the pulse of God,
Racing throughout her
Being?
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1589
Maze
Posted: 8/4/2010 5:20:48 PM
Such as a musician
She has become the symbols
Vibrating to the sound of
Spirit—may I ride the
Waves?
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1590
Maze
Posted: 8/4/2010 5:40:22 PM
When I needed an
Illusion, a goddess
Was there to oblige—
How do I repay
Divinity?
 Erota
Joined: 12/28/2009
Msg: 1592
Maze
Posted: 8/5/2010 12:05:21 AM
Be happy despite being mad
do good despite all that's bad.
love all regardless, limitations
be humble in acts of great patience
for 'no man is beyond the powers within,'
that cost not a nickel nor dime.
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1594
Monetary Value
Posted: 8/11/2010 11:14:45 AM
Erota, this is a cool capture. I thank you for stopping by.

Sunpeeksover, I like the voice that I hear in this last write. It captured my attention.

Again, I thank you both for sharing.
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1596
Monetary Value
Posted: 8/11/2010 12:17:38 PM
Love is paining the
Soul, as a tender touch
Causes tears to fall. There
Is a spirit aching inside—
Falling apart, bewailing
A great folly, while
Frowning upon itself.
Indeed, love is paining
The soul, as a tender touch
Causes tears to fall.
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 1598
Monetary Value
Posted: 8/12/2010 3:56:51 PM
Your love is your reflection—
Even a stallion, protecting
His mare—by casting his
Insecurities to the sea—
Embracing entirely his
Aching reflection.
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