God is love (1 John 4:16); and God is infinite (1 Timothy 6:16). By His generosity, by His grace, He filled my open cup inasmuch that it overflows with love that never runs out. He filled my fleshly heart with love that comes from the well of water springing up into eternal life. Brimming, I can only—joyfully, willingly—share this love unto others:
• to my dearest family: ^^Storge^^ • to my dearest brother—always and forever—kuya Ry: ^^Philia^^ • to the one that catched my heart, my dearest Billie: ^^Eros^^ • to all humanity be it in the past, present or future—my brothers and sisters in Christ; to my dearest Lord, God and Savior, Jesus; most of all, love is not that I loved, but that God loves me and everybody: ^^Agape^^
(P.S. to all the angels of the one, holy God, I love you too!)
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I found myself believing the Greek mythology in my early years
The goddess Pistis ( the embodiment of faith) made me believe
They aren't the all powerful beings we presume them to be
They're all our emotions, fears, demons, place we go to, everything..
But with separate faces
In my growing years I saw a patron in Artemis, the Greek Goddess of the Hunt and the Moon,
Her eternal maidenhood struck me
She needed nobody to complete her which fascinated me
(okay she's still my patron)
Everytime I looked at the moon, I imagined her
In her silver chariot, riding the stars
Next was Athena, the Goddess of wisdom
Her everlasting knowledge and she besting her fellow gods,
I wanted that, I still do,
But I, a mere child, having no recognisable talent.. was stumped,
Poseidon the lord of the seas
Has always had a special place in my heart,
The blue waves, calm waters, the land unknown,
Impacted me in waves which can't be told.
I started to identify myself with the unpredictable and untamed waters.
As I grew up, I met Achlys, the Goddess of misery and pain,
She made me encounter demons
worse than those from the depths of Tartarus
They attacked me, tried to kill me
And there were times, I gave in
Aphrodite, the Goddess of love bestowed a curse upon me
I thought I found my Eros, and my life came to a standstill
But it was Thanatos, the God of Death in disguise
And my whole life was torn apart
For death and love aren't so different
But the God I still believe the most in-
Philotes, a minor goddess, not much recognition
The first I heard of her, I learnt
This was all I needed all along
The Greek Goddess of friendship, provided me with a living Elysium
I was no longer in the Fields of Asphodel
Walking, crying alone.. No.
I might have even reached the Isles of the Blessed
Now I could even have even roamed the
endless pit of Tartarus without giving in
The demons were still there, Yes.
But now they were afraid to touch me
And I haven't looked back since..
It obsesses me the colour of your lips, the smell of your hairs, the touch of your skin against mine; mesmerising, intoxicating, divine. My fingers playing with your pubic hairs my lips kissing and my tongue tasting you, your hands grasp my hairs pushing me deeper into you. Your voice euphonious when you moan when you bite me and call my name. Amidst the buzzing and humming of hormones I search for more, more than that is known discovering a pleasure unknown and this pleasure obsesses me. The impressions you left on my back and neck I do not want them to fade away because they are not some bruises or marks but art that you gave me. Poised somewhere between heaven and hell we love, fuck and have each other. -Wallflower . . . . #lust#desire#eros#poetry#poems#mirakee#erotica @writersnetwork@laine_@mirakee@mirakeeworld
Come here, naked I lie. Come here, I believe you. Come here, and Ink my arms- one with my favourite sonnet of Shakespeare; and the other with poem of my beloved Rumi; Calligraph my collar bones with sher of Ghalib and Zafar; Paint my back of my favourite art of Vincent, The starry night that is. Come here, and Put some gold and neon on my scars I want them to shimmer in the sunlight And glow in the dark For I am not afraid of them Nor of those who gave them. Come here, and Draw the planets, stars, constellations, and every Minute thing space and time have seen Just above my vag For I am the creator, I am the universe. Come here, and Tattoo your name Somewhere around my left breast where You can feel my heart beating upon first touch With hues of red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. Come here, and Lie beside me when you are done. Kiss me, And taste how good your art is And let the art know how good its artist tastes. -Wallflower . . . . . . . . . #lust#love#eros#erotica@writerstolli@writersnetwork@laine_ @mirakee@mirakeeworld#love#poetry#thoughts