A Mornng with my Goddess

One of my favorite pieces

A Morning With My Goddess

The sleepy sun slowly surpasses the ever lightning horizon. Golden rays streak across a half sleeping sky where even the stars seem to move slower on this brisk cold morning. Snow covers the landscape, coating all in soft white powder, the branches of bare trees bend slightly due to weight of the gathered snow. The winter birds chirp lightly as they huddle together in their nest hoping to escape the chilly arctic breeze.

I cuddle in my warm bed under soft fur covers, snuggle tightly against my love, the keeper of my sun. Her smooth skin warming my body as I nestle closely to her every enticing curve. For surely did God keep his oath when he created this beauty next to me. As I gaze down upon her heavenly body, the rays of sunlight seemingly bend to her curves, as if she unbeknowgingly beckons the brilliant light, basking in her glory, I simply admire my love, my sweet beautiful goddess.

I stroke her hair, gently moving it behind her ear, my lips kiss her rosy check as I whisper "Sweet morning this is to be so close to you." I let my lips fall gently upon her neck, gracefully kissing the arch of her neck and the bend of her shoulders. I trace my fingertips along the curve of her hips, my hand caressing her perfect blessings. I admire the work of a masterpiece, for surely her body is a canvas of Aphrodite, laying next to me is a goddess, every moment in her presence is wonder, a treasure, every kiss a keepsake never forgetting, every touch a searing call to passion.

I kiss her hips, my lips following the line of waist and the sunlight reflecting from her perfect skin. The light reflects as if guiding my touches, as if this fate is woven into the tapestry of our lives, the fabric of time. So I follow the light as I kiss gently, my lips barely grazing her skin as I explore her adventures. Timeless works of art come into light, as if each piece represents an entire aspect of our lives, captured into this perfect canvas resting peacefully next to me.

I follow the golden rays to an eternal knot, an image woven displaying the eternal love, an intimate bond between my lover and I, bounding us to all we love throughout time. I trace each woven piece, thinking of the wisdom and compassion of this goddess I worship and as i kiss each connecting strand. How she bestows affection to all in life, as the light of the world extends from her reach, as if smiles originate from her admiring grace, as if Venus herself has emerged from the heavens above to bless us all, for this Goddess is the eternal bond of love of so many precious lives wondering this world.

I continue to follow the path of streaks of gold, emeralds of brilliant light upon a daisy springing to life among this canvas my lips caress. My breath holds still as if I expect the Day's Eye to open upon the dawning light, as if the work of art has a life of its own while dancing among the venus's smooth canvas. I watch the daisy glimmer in the light, as if dancing to breathing of my goddess, reminding of all the purity and innocence in this life, of the children that bless our short time in paradise, bringing us hope in our times of need. For the daisy dazzling before my lips, the canvas of my lover, my lips painting a master piece of their of own as I pursue the enchanting light.

I lay amazed at the dragonflies prancing on the edge of the golden light, as if their wings are stretching and fluttering to bask in the warming rays. The mysterious creatures with legends surrounding them stretching on my goddess's skin, representing peace and love. The wings reaching into the fabrics of time to calm are souls in the seasons of change. The peace entering our hearts to sooth the pounding of our heartbeats, to allow us to embrace the new seasons, blossoming loves, beginning chapters of our times. I ponder at the fluttering keys of her heart at they emerge into the sunlight, I half expect a rainbow of color to reflect from those wings, thus is grandeur of my Goddess's alluring art.

My lips chase the journey of light to the branches of a blossoming cherry tree. I watch as the light sprouts spring into our midst, as if my lover bears the blood line of Anna Perenna or Maia, how the light and warmth bows to her will, to the guidance of her seductive curves. For winter surrounds us all, yet all around clinches to renewal of life springing from her soul. My lips trace the branches of our love, two unique souls bonded together, two separate lives joined together throughout the journey of the universe. My lips kiss each cherry blossom, a reminder that our life while beautiful, a treasure to adore, is yet tragically short. For each moment should be counted as blessing, and every moment in the presence of my love a miracle.

I lay in my warm bed, nested close to my lover, admiring her every curve, astonished by her beauty, mesmerized by her canvas, for surely no lovelier sight have I ever seen, my heart aches from the magnificence, yet yearns for her every moment. What greater beauty can my soul truly expect to witness then the marvel I have on this bitter winter morning, watching the rising sun's rays portray a master piece before my stirring heart. For assuredly, nothing could compete with the moment. I lay convinced of this fact, lips caressing my lover, resting soundly in this knowledge.

However, life knew better. My lover, my goddess, the Aphrodite of heart opened her eyes and smile toward me. All sense of wonderment from her canvas washed away by the spellbinding eyes alluring me close. The eyes capturing all the beauty of winter, all the hope of spring, capturing my every thought with a single glance. One smile and my heart becomes unlocked, the dragonflies on her canvas fluttering into my heart, into a place where cherry blossoms bloom eternally and daisy spring to life throughout the day, a place where we are one bond, one knot, forever intertwined in the arms of my lover

Author's Note

I wrote this while sitting at the mall, so give me a break on grammer. However, I spend a lot of time researching information to incorporate into the piece. Enjoy.

Reviews

[Tag_YoureDead]

I like this it's really good.

[Xander West]

Thank you. I hope you enjoy more writings as well.

[Tag_YoureDead]

No problem really

[Hope Rose]

This is really good, and it flows really well. I like it, keep it up. :)

~Shadow

[Xander West]

Thank you. :)

[Hope Rose]

You're quite welcome

[Erotic Goddess]

Aphrodite is one of my favorite subjects...the Goddess of Love. I enjoyed reading this! xxoxx

[Xander West]

Thank you. There is another version.....

[Erotic Goddess]

Oh?? Another version huh?

[Xander West]

yes. there is. but I didn't post it....only shared it with one lucky person.

[Erotic Goddess]

Very nice. Keep going, this is great.