Sh'es graceful princess ,bride of the wind,
sh'es the amber in the kingdom of rain,
pure crystal and hidden arcane,
monsoon meridian ,enchanted anchorage...
I love her in a secret orchard of solitude,
errant vagary and anxious expectances ,
rhythm in the slow ,adagio,
lascivious tango, non troppo...
Feline skin,tender battlefield ,
velvet valleys and autumn' curves ,
equivocal equinox , venus alchemy,
the heady source of my solar journey...
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Very sensual, elusive, and rich with mesmerizing, mingling images and mixed metaphors... like being intoxicated with love... my two feline boys are like willows-o-th-wisp, sparring like Mercutio and Tybalt, dancing through the trees like spider monkeys, and sleeping intertwined like Romeo and Juliet on their one-morning honeymoon. Thanks for the heartfelt playful lines.
Is she woman or a cat ? it's the whole question of this fascinating feminine ambiguity .
C'est magnifique !
Pure purring ...
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