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Redpyramidhead · Aug 7th, 2003, 12:54 AM

The Lost Goddess

by

Redpyramidhead

(rough draft)

(inspired by the book Jesus and the Lost Goddess)

why couldn't we know jesus' lover
an eastern pagan of true desire
a goddess that explained the
sweetness
talent in her uniqueness
cuteness
we yearn for in a woman's eyes

her flesh is as beautiful as her dark eyes
her skin no matter what shade of love
his caress of her caress the long sought dove
her flesh is as sweeeet as her dark eyes
eyes her eyes that reflect the eastern sky
eyes her eyes that reflect the arabian night
the arabian nights
in the desert not barren
not alone but comforted they are by the harem
the spirits that share the wind with them
in a vortex
in vortices
to cross oceans of mud
and sail the bloodened seas
which can be seen clearlly thru their eyes and what they shared
thru their eyes and what they shared

her sex as beautiful as her dark eyes
oh how they reflect the arabian night
stars abound and bathed in twilight
twinkle
the arabian nights
in a desert not barren
not alone but comforted by the last pure harem
that understood
in vortices
to cross the oceans of mud
and sail the bloodened seas
which thru their eyes and what they shared could be seen clearly
thru her eyes could be seen clearly

copyright Mark Skinner 2003

Aug 7th, 2003, 12:54 AM	#1
Redpyramidhead pazparacolombia Joined: Sep 2002 Location: Restless dreams... Age: 45 Posts: 2,002	The Lost Goddess The Lost Goddess by Redpyramidhead (rough draft) (inspired by the book Jesus and the Lost Goddess) why couldn't we know jesus' lover an eastern pagan of true desire a goddess that explained the sweetness talent in her uniqueness cuteness we yearn for in a woman's eyes her flesh is as beautiful as her dark eyes her skin no matter what shade of love his caress of her caress the long sought dove her flesh is as sweeeet as her dark eyes eyes her eyes that reflect the eastern sky eyes her eyes that reflect the arabian night the arabian nights in the desert not barren not alone but comforted they are by the harem the spirits that share the wind with them in a vortex in vortices to cross oceans of mud and sail the bloodened seas which can be seen clearlly thru their eyes and what they shared thru their eyes and what they shared her sex as beautiful as her dark eyes oh how they reflect the arabian night stars abound and bathed in twilight twinkle the arabian nights in a desert not barren not alone but comforted by the last pure harem that understood in vortices to cross the oceans of mud and sail the bloodened seas which thru their eyes and what they shared could be seen clearly thru her eyes could be seen clearly copyright Mark Skinner 2003 __________________ "..loathsome laughing, mixed with such a cry as no man has heard save for in the phlegathon of unrelatable nightmares; a cry wherein reverberated the horror and anguish of a haunted lifetime packed into one atrocious moment..."