The Potter
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Slowly,
Steadily,
He glides his hands,
Up her tiny waist.
The wheel of life begins.
Her petite figure,
Her manner of disposition,
Seem to be have leapt forth from his wildest fantasies.
A sip of wine,
As the gentle music played by chimes,
Kept him safe in the arms of sanity.
His love grew as his moves,
His understanding of her continues,
He finally adorns her in the midst of fire,
Glazed,
And for many every days,
his beauty illuminated under the full moon’s light.
Candles Blown out At
11:51 PM
The Potter
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Slowly,
Steadily,
He glides his hands,
Up her tiny waist.
The wheel of life begins.
Her petite figure,
Her manner of disposition,
Seem to be have leapt forth from his wildest fantasies.
A sip of wine,
As the gentle music played by chimes,
Kept him safe in the arms of sanity.
His love grew as his moves,
His understanding of her continues,
He finally adorns her in the midst of fire,
Glazed,
And for many every days,
his beauty illuminated under the full moon’s light.
Candles blown out at
11:51 PM
Calliope the beautiful-voiced
Clio the glorious one
Erato the amorous one
Euterpe the well-pleasing
Melpomene the chanting one
Polyhymnia the singer of many hymns
Terpsichore the one who delights in dance
Thalia the blossoming one
Urania the celestial one
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