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Kailashana
Kailashana
May 06, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

untitled skin

O, the comfort of skin!

To awaken,
Beloved!

To tenderly touch the dream
and languish in its hours,
To dance inside the heart!
To Love again
and again!

To breathe the loam of earth
crawling with life,
To inhale the sweetness of ecstasy,
to bend in its light!

To lie softly in your Lover's gaze,
O, to be touched
like this!










— Kailashana, May 06, 2010

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Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 1 month ago

….if you only knew how the

....if you only knew how the title came to me, but then I'd have to kill you! ;-) ~A "The plain man is familiar with blindness and deafness, and knows from his everyday experience that the look of things is influenced by his senses, but it never occurs to him to regard the whole world as a creation of his senses." ~ Ernst Mach
weirdelf

weirdelf

16 years 1 month ago

oh yes, like this!

and again, I am there. love, Jess, Reprehensibly irrepressible, "the alleged short-cut to knowledge, which is faith, is only a short-circuit destroying the mind." [Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged]
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 1 month ago

…the first time ever I saw

...the first time ever I saw your face... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fv1cHzPp4-U&feature=related we were waves in an angry sea touched by the lonely sky love, Anna "The plain man is familiar with blindness and deafness, and knows from his everyday experience that the look of things is influenced by his senses, but it never occurs to him to regard the whole world as a creation of his senses." ~ Ernst Mach
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Orphani

16 years 1 month ago

another skin poem! What the

another skin poem! What the world needs is a moratorium on all physical contact leading to a greater appreciation of cable t.v. B
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 1 month ago

When I read this, my poor

When I read this, my poor laptop almost wore my morning coffee; have you no pity? ~A "The plain man is familiar with blindness and deafness, and knows from his everyday experience that the look of things is influenced by his senses, but it never occurs to him to regard the whole world as a creation of his senses." ~ Ernst Mach
Seren

Seren

16 years 1 month ago

Dearest Mum

That touch torments me in my dreams ... I loved your title brilliant my darlin ... bow love and biggest hugs JayCee x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 1 month ago

Torments? Oh, no, *that*

Torments? Oh, no, *that* touch is never tormenting no matter how it torments and we ache from its after-affects. ;-) "The plain man is familiar with blindness and deafness, and knows from his everyday experience that the look of things is influenced by his senses, but it never occurs to him to regard the whole world as a creation of his senses." ~ Ernst Mach
loved

loved

16 years 1 month ago

the skin

should be like a plane's wings the aerofoil should just let the air flow by like does ur skin soft and smooth and perfumed naturally
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 1 month ago

Yes! And this is the

Yes! And this is the flight we're all meant to fly! ~A "The plain man is familiar with blindness and deafness, and knows from his everyday experience that the look of things is influenced by his senses, but it never occurs to him to regard the whole world as a creation of his senses." ~ Ernst Mach
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 1 month ago

Skin, is after all, the

Skin, is after all, the sense of touch, of feeling. It's a pathway to the heart from the connection our minds make. Right? ~A "The plain man is familiar with blindness and deafness, and knows from his everyday experience that the look of things is influenced by his senses, but it never occurs to him to regard the whole world as a creation of his senses." ~ Ernst Mach
loved

loved

16 years 1 month ago

the skin

...its the loveliest container it holds and unfolds contains retains detains sustains and finally nothing of it remains
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shirley harrison

16 years 1 month ago

Great write!

I love it alot much love shirley harrison
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 1 month ago

You are so whole and perfectly special Anna, dear sister.

Ann of Norway Each word touches us, each image seduces us, each sense guides us into the world of earth and its motherly perfumes and sensations of dream-like flight when we find ourselves in harmony with the universe. Each poem you write has these elements of extreme beauty, powerfully expressed in the lay-out of your shape, the meanings reaching us from unseen sources of delight. You are the shape of the moon, the sun and all the planets, so whole and perfectly special Anna, dear sister. Ann XXOO