UNDER THE POMEGRANATE TREE

Under the Pomegranate Tree

a forbidden encounter...

We would meet at the onset of eve'

under the branches of your leaves

shading us from prying eyes

those that could not fathom why you and I

were simply... inseparable

To me, you were irrisistable

We had heard the whispers around town

accusations of infidelity abound

You had learned to harden your skin

so as to not get your heart broken

by those feelings of futility

Stolen moments in the late afternoon

I wanted to make the most of you

closing my eyes we communicated tactilely

holding and opening you intuitively

taking time to partake in you leisurely

tasting the sweetness of your flow~e~tree

Bombarding my senses 
with your overflowing elixir

I felt you filling me with your virility

a decadent rite of future fertility

imparting me with  heavenly equanimity

with arils of new life, growth and unity
under that tree, we contemplated our destiny

(c) Teresa / Divinia 30th October 2012

All photos taken by me

Stay with me by Clint Mansell

MOMENTS IN ... (entremet)

MOMENTS IN...

~entremet~ 
 

TIME

Such a precious commodity

The less of it you have

the less you are willing to spend it on
frivolities
it's worth rising exponentially.  

You can ask me for all the time

(and space)

you need...

I don't mind 

I have an eternity up my sleeve

But what I wouldn't do

to trade but a moment 



savoring every bit of you

Still I wait.....

(c) Teresa / Divinia 27^th October 2012

APPETEASER ( amuse-bouche)

APPETEASER

~amuse-bouche~

What you managed to convey

in those few well chosen words

acted like an aperitif to my hungry soul

whetting my appetite

you left me yearning for more

I wait....

(c) Teresa / Divinia 27^th October 2012

SCINTILLATING CHIROGRAPHY (plat principle)

SCINTILLATING CHIROGRAPHY

~plat princple~

Once the juices start flowing

you simply must keep going

I finally learned to stop counting each and every step

and allowed myself to connect

with the sea of affinity

enjoying a 



long




  slow




deliberate 




 stroll




beyond ambiguity
 
along the sands
(of time) 

allowing waves of e-motion

to wash over me

tuning into my inner rhythm 
truthfully
effortlessly

And as my story continues to unfold

Time ... begins to lose it's hold

slowly i begin shedding the layers

...building up that quiet storm

I give myself permission

to fight off self derision

(a recipe for success)
  

succumbing

becoming

(the main ingredient)

before I know it

i've reached the climax

A scintillating ending

that leaves you wanting

still more....

(c) Teresa / Divinia 27^th October 2012

picture belongs to me 

do not copy

Music used - 10 minutes of Pleasure
by
Smooth Touch ft. G Max

SWEET MOMENTS - (dessert)

SWEET MOMENTS

~dessert~

I was happy

having already partaken from the cornucopia

of offerings that had preluded this moment...

Just when I thought I couldn't take any more

you revealed that magic ingredient

which you knew

would leave my palate indelibly infused.

a kiss …

your tongue felt like a hot torch on my skin
a seal of your ardent affection
 

searing me
savoring me


like a sweet Crème brûlée

I found myself lost in your timeless gaze

our shared soul now completely satisfied

(c) Teresa / Divinia 29th October 2012

DANCE OF THE SPIRITS

 DANCE OF THE SPIRITS

Surges of cosmic solar wind 
unleash storms of unbridled ferocity

Scattering along celestial highways, 
his raw energy alone could alter

the course of the known universe...

His intensity 
has the ability
to play with their fragilities.

It took millenia of evlolutionary design
to fine tune codes with-in-finitesimal strands

something he could wipe out in a single fiery rage!

But it would take an eternity, or more

to decipher secrets of life he could or would not share

Left unchecked he is a recipe for cataclysmic disaster.

Always complaining 
that everything in life seemed unassailable

thus making himself unavailable 
to the very thing that could quell

his fiery temperament and desires.

Once again, he was on a collision course to nowhere, 
blazing trails

fully charged and ready to explode, 

Yet... continually coming up against repelling forces 
unable to get his satisfaction.

But as fate would have it, he got the surprise of his life

when he surged right past that watery blue orb

he thought was too small, 
and insignificant to quench his inner fire.

Something happened that he was not accustomed to...

Instead of putting up a counter force

she rearranged her energy 
to accommodate his oft' misinterpreted signals

...it was a chance she had to take 
in order to ignite 
her own Divine Spark.

a violation of the order of things if you will,

 

It was the only way she knew how to tame this unruly hot head

who stubbornly clung to his own rules and laws 
about how the universe should revolve around him!

...Yielding, she accepts his potentially fatal flares, 
transmuting his energy into a spectacular sight.

Their magnetic sources merging 
into an auroral display of purple and green light...

There, they danced 
beneath the Night fire...

effectively collapsing duality 
for a moment of fulfilled desire.

They found a way to 
 reconnect
co-create
and elevate  

This is the Dance of the Spirits

(c) Teresa / Divinia 16th October 2012