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    Song of Cyberlove/in Song of Solomon Tradition

    A chat betwix my 20 year old Chilean lover and myself resolved into something like this. Edited for rhythm / flow only.
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    Lover: A peck upon your neckline first then on your chest plant a kiss.
    Let me run my hands from pit to waist with a featherweight caress;
    below I’ll save a stronger touch, but soft and light on the less,
    and
    ...palming each muscle, each crevice, each spot...
    search without aim; but to know.


    Beloved: I would kiss your foreneck first, and embrace your body strong,
    Then falling with my lips to breast rest there fairly long
    Mouth your supple arms and hands, from stomach to your back
    And
    …taking your head in powerful hands,
    Knead your scalp then pull your hair.

    Lover: Close my eyes to memorize the feel of flesh against my hand,
    to see with mental vision, though sensually blind.
    Oh love! To feel your bare skin behind me,
    ...to let your body's pressure sink me into mattress would be sublime!

    Beloved: I’d turn you round again to plant another buss
    Then parting your legs with mine,
    Like two octopi entwined,
    your inner thigh would I molest.
    I wonder, would we take time kissing like wolves?



    Lover: Constant and unending!

    Beloved: Fervid and flaming!

    Lover: only ceasing to study the other, to drink in the sight and allow the eyes delight in the rapture the soul already knows...

    Beloved: I shall take your arms as reigns, and deal as horse and rider were one,
    in a passionate night lighting the fire that fills me,
    going into the depths of your body,
    ensuring that you do not miss
    the pleasure of my perfect kiss
    My virile grasp, to hug you tight within me.

    Lover: Curl yourself around me like a zephyr -
    Search me, seek me, try me,
    Leave nothing unplumbed
    Like Odin chasing Freya.

    Touch me with sunlight fingertips, stroke my skin till my body rages
    Command me with your hand, bend me to your will,
    the way a man desires.

    Beloved: But lover, what of your happiness?

    Lover: To see you delight in me is my greatest pleasure - the pleasure of pleasing you, the one I love.

    Beloved: Know there would be no place where I would not be,
    Co-penetrated, co-joined, co-possessed until we melted completely,
    in your mind, in your body, in your soul,
    I would strive to satisfy our desires completely.
    Oh beloved, I could spend an eon with you that Hefesto could not stop with a magic chain, because from your arms, your hands and between your legs I could not get out.

    Lover: …though entry would be with such ease and grace.
    I am ready for you now; the pump is primed and the flood has begun
    - all I need is a hero, a buccaneer, my capitan.

    Beloved: for your treasures, for nirvana, for heaven that awaits me
    I am ready to set sail, move towards you, to port and die between your breasts.

    Lover: Don't be satisfied with that treasure chest, there's more that lies buried, my capitan, in a southern cave no man goes. Tis guarded by a mad goddess who scorns all but the promised one, like the lost witch of Odysseus, who mourned his flight..

    Beloved: Shall I go to the depths of the cave, to the one I’ve been watching for? I only need permission.

    Lover: What permission do you need from the one who waits for you, except to come?

    Beloved: I will go and enter that sacred cave to mount my corsair power and field my desires. Can you feel my heart beating faster as I approach your coast?

    Lover: I feel it in my inner depths. Like a diligent soldier who rises for battle so do you rise, and meet on the battlefield your goddess, who you slay with a word and a blow from your sword...

    Beloved: Then let us go to the center of the world, quell my desire with a touch of your hand. Let us go into the heartland, and keep your divine body submerged by mine.

    Lover:
    Then melt into me, my capitan, with a final thrust draw me down and sink yourself into the earth, to sleep, to rest in my arms till gyres bid us come again..
    Madness is my defense against Reality.

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    Very intense. I particularly liked the beginning. This part:

    Lover: A peck upon your neckline first then on your chest plant a kiss.
    Let me run my hands from pit to waist with a featherweight caress;
    below I’ll save a stronger touch, but soft and light on the less,
    and
    ...palming each muscle, each crevice, each spot...
    search without aim; but to know.


    Beloved: I would kiss your foreneck first, and embrace your body strong,
    Then falling with my lips to breast rest there fairly long
    Mouth your supple arms and hands, from stomach to your back
    And
    …taking your head in powerful hands,
    Knead your scalp then pull your hair.

    Lover: Close my eyes to memorize the feel of flesh against my hand,
    to see with mental vision, though sensually blind.
    Oh love! To feel your bare skin behind me,
    ...to let your body's pressure sink me into mattress would be sublime!

    Beloved: I’d turn you round again to plant another buss
    Then parting your legs with mine,
    Like two octopi entwined,
    your inner thigh would I molest.
    I wonder, would we take time kissing like wolves?
    The language has rhythm there and there are echoes of rhymes which gives it a nice feel. After this it goes over the top with its sensuality and to me becomes something of a game of double entendre. And I don't see any rhythm or rhyme. But it was fun to read through.
    LET THERE BE LIGHT

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