Virgin Youth long ago

Now and again All my body springs alive,

And the life that is polarised in my eyes,

That shivers between my eyes and mouth,

Flies like a wild thing across my body,

Leaving my eyes half-empty, and clamorous,

Replenishing my still breasts with a flush and a flame,

Summoning the soft ripples below my breast

Into urgent, passionate waves,

And my soft, slumbering belly

Quivering awake with one impulse of desire,

Gathers itself fiercely together;

And my docile, fluent arms

Intertwining themselves with wild strength

To clasp what they have never clasped.

Furthermore, I tremble and go trembling

Beneath the wild, strange tyranny of my body,

Till it has spent itself,

And the relentless modality of my eyes reasserts itself,

Till the bursten flood of life ebbs back to my eyes,

Back from my beautiful, lonely body

Tired and unsatisfied. ~


Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)

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