What became of the lady in black? Who scrawled her name in ruby red lipstick all over the mirror in the moonlight? The lady who was to become a woman within, her sleek black body suit and modest crop disguising a deep, hidden beauty. Her eyes are alluring in the shadows, but she has been banished from grace. By dark, she will charm all who became her. Touch me then. x x x
Out of all the many beautiful things in nature, none is more alluring, mystical and compelling as
The human form. x
Its defining posture and undulating curves reveal a hidden beauty, shrouded in veils of secrecy and erotic mysticism.
x The hips curve, the arching spine, a heartbeat outside one's own ❤️I again recite this mantra from the Old Abbey Manuscripts,
And swear an oath for the Corinthians x
That my body be one day delivered and blessed in an all manner of ways, unearthly and untouchable,
One might strike up a chalk-pen and roughly sketch its curves,
But the curves will never be perfect,
For the pencil be an emulation of nature, of God's fine hand xx
Take a picture and put it in the window,
Trace the curves with your fingers,
Savour in the delight of your sights,
The body. x x
Preparing the pairs for the birthdays of the two men in my life.
What might I gift them? x What would you give your son and husband?
Answers on a postcard please. xx
Simon Hutagalung good luck to you
Princess of the River & Sea. Alchemical Initiate of Ether.