She languished in the luxury
Her bath her ardent desire
as heart covered in foamy jets of suds
As her Greek god poured forth nectar sweet
She Glistened with moist ambient energies
her radiance shone like stars through the cosmos
little drops of dew kissed her innoncent forehead
sparks flying fire alighting her ancient desire
Her langour inclined and propped now
His presence felt her mounted feet upon the tiled wall
to receive his waiting gift of aloes
as cupid drew the bath
She knew no other craving like this
His magic power of intent melded her resolve
every hollow in her being overflowed with heaven's opening
This secret chamber of bath and beyond all earthly bliss
upon her forehead like an unguent oil
His words drawn upon her soul
This vessel full of Love
She surrendered Cupid Languid tongue
Oh Sole Mio by the greats!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U8TUvcjSNXo&feature=fvstMusic video by Plácido Domingo, Luciano Pavarotti, José Carreras, Orchestra del Teatro dell'Opera di Roma, Orchestra del Maggio Musicale Fiorentino, Zubin Mehta performing O Sole Mio. (C) 1990 Decca Music Group Limited
Obviously a steamy bath...
ReplyDeletesounds like wonderful splendor...a bath usually takes me aways from it all but...smiles. nice magpie!
ReplyDeleteThis is so absolutely baroque-ishly beautiful! Did you perhaps forget to sign in over at Maggie? This one is too fabulous not to be read!
ReplyDeleteAs Willow said - this is a fabulous read. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteDear Folks: Abit of polish always makes the ritual complete! Here is a redo of the above Ode to Willow done upright this time!(I have been sketchy lately; having to fly here and there at a moment's beck and call from the back balcony..."Coming Romeo! Hold on to your horses already! The hub must learn to wait at least a minute, geesh!"
ReplyDeleteShe languished in resplendent luxury
Her bath her ardent desire; her passion
as heart covered foamy jets of suds awash
Her Greek god poured forth such sweet nectar
She Glistened with moist ambient energies
her radiance shone like stars through the cosmos
little drops of dew kissed her innocent forehead
flying sparks ignited those ancient desires
Her langour inclined and propped now
His presence felt as her feet mounted upon the tiled wall
to receive his waiting gift of aloes and hyssop
as cupid had drawn the bath; he drew her closer
She knew no other craving like this
His magic power of intent melded her resolve
every hollow in her being overflowed with heaven's opening
This secret chamber of bath and beyond all earthly bliss
Upon her tender forehead like an unguent oil
His words drawn upon her soul
This vessel full of Love
She surrendered to Cupid's knowing pout
jj (You like this version abit better?)Yes/No? Ty Ty Ty LOVE YAS!
used forehead too much cause I've been "bangin'" mine (in a good way!). i THINK the forehead in the last stanza could be "her porcelain feet". Oh THAT'S better!
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ReplyDeleteShe languished in resplendent luxury
Her bath her ardent desire; her passion
as heart covered foamy jets of suds awash
Her Greek god poured forth such sweet nectar
She Glistened with moist ambient energies
her radiance shone like stars through the cosmos
little drops of dew kissed her innocent forehead
flying sparks ignited those ancient desires
Her langour inclined and propped now
His presence felt as her feet mounted upon the tiled wall
to receive his waiting gift of aloes and hyssop
as cupid had drawn the bath; he drew her closer
She knew no other craving like this
His magic power of intent melded her resolve
every hollow in her being overflowed with heaven's opening
This secret chamber of bath and beyond all earthly bliss
Upon her porcelain pedimont like an unguent, this oil
His words drawn upon her soul
This vessel full of Love
Sweet surrender to Cupid's knowing pout
Oh wow! This is HOT!
ReplyDeletevivid descriptions,
ReplyDeletea lovely tale!
Wow! So sensuous, full of heat, wonderfully descriptive...
ReplyDeleteI had to go and chop down a tree! Hard thing for a Greenie! (If you don't recognise the reference ask a pre sexual revolution boy scout)! hot hot hot!
ReplyDeleteAie chihuaja (or however it is spelled)
ReplyDeleteWhat a hot flaming bath....wowee
Very sexy ...great take on the prompt...great Hot reading here...bkm
ReplyDeleteGreat Hot and sexy read....Indeed Sensuous...bkm
ReplyDeleteMy heavens! Someone's going to need a cold shower...
ReplyDeleteWoohoo! These get better and better and better! Threes...I know.
ReplyDeleteI had begun to worry about you, with your painstaking clinical disections of other poets work, so I came back to say I worry no more after this sensuous rumble and tunble in the bath!
ReplyDeleteAnd thanks for the 'smoking' comment.
The purveyors of addiction and misery have not gone away, just moved to Asia.