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April 26, 2017

Before sunset




Eyes closed, she
can see it all..

The intensity
of their stare
bewitched
in ecstasy;

how she loves
to seduce him so

Their kiss was more
then just play
it was an awakening
into their wickedness.

Heat and hunger
perverse and raw
sensual emotions
liberating their Sex
into each other's
being.

Where desire
permission
surrender
control
trust
and Love
exists.

As every time we do this
I am your everything.

Yemanja



6 comments:

Sally said...

Ecstacy. Yes, I experienced that tonight...twice ;)

Beautiful, as always, Yemanja. You are stunning.

ozymandiaz said...

I LOVE that painting. I would say that is my favorite that you have posted. And obviously, beautiful words.

Nick Zegarac said...

Sensuality, thy name is Yemanja. This is a very visceral piece - full of robust longing for some sacred bond derived of the flesh, yet strangely disappointed with the result of the search. Bold, brash and with a hint of the romantic never allowed to blare into sentiment. Great stuff!

darkblue heart said...

sensual and piping hot

Sally said...

Yemanja, you are the embodient of all that is woman, sensual, and beuatiful. Any compliment from you goes to my head.... Thank you :P

--(kisses) Sally

Yvaine said...

Intoxicating. That's what you are.

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