My Vortex of Chaos

On a daily basis I come across a multitude of random things, images, literature, art & poetry that I find to be mostly wonderful.

29.8.11

A lyrical caress, whispered softly.

Pleading lips, weave hungry sighs.

Shivering down an arching spine.

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"...though books, as Milton says, may be the embalming of mighty spirits, they are also the resurrection of rebellious, reactionar...
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"I was happy, just plain, heedless happy. You know why? Because no one knew who I was."
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BODY, REMEMBER

Body, remember not only how much you were loved, not only the beds on which you lay, but also those desires for you that glowed plainly ...

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