Artemis Seraphina
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“He kissed the plump mellow yellow smellow melons of her rump, on each plump melonous hemisphere, in their mellow yellow furrow, with obscure prolonged provocative melonsmellonous osculation.”
― Ulysses
― Ulysses
“That first night when I was Artemis
spread across the damp earth,
you were Orion with a
hunter’s hand, kneeling above,
cerulean eyes pierced with pain,
releasing an arrow through still air.
Then I dragged you into the
hot cave of my mouth, because
I am the goddess of wild things.”
―
spread across the damp earth,
you were Orion with a
hunter’s hand, kneeling above,
cerulean eyes pierced with pain,
releasing an arrow through still air.
Then I dragged you into the
hot cave of my mouth, because
I am the goddess of wild things.”
―
“A halo around the moon is always a sign of disruption, either a change in the weather, a fever to come, or a streak of bad fortune that won’t go away. But when it’s a double ring, all tangled and snarled, like an agitated rainbow or a love affair gone wrong, anything can happen.”
― Practical Magic
― Practical Magic
“The Ache That Would Not Leave
Behind the hum and routine of daily living, there lay a persistent and wild longing for something she could not easily put into words. It felt like impulsive adventures and watching the sun rise over unfamiliar mountains, or coffee in a street café, set to the background music of a foreign language. It was the smell of the ocean, with dizzying seagulls whirling in a cobalt sky; exotic foods and strange faces, in a city where no one knew her name. She wanted secrets whispered at midnight, and road trips without a map, but most of all, she ached for someone who desired to explore the mysteries that lay sleeping within her. The truly heartbreaking part was that she could feel the remaining days of her life falling away, like leaves from an autumn tree, but still this mysterious person who held the key to unlock her secrets did not arrive; they were missing, and she knew not where to find them.”
―
Behind the hum and routine of daily living, there lay a persistent and wild longing for something she could not easily put into words. It felt like impulsive adventures and watching the sun rise over unfamiliar mountains, or coffee in a street café, set to the background music of a foreign language. It was the smell of the ocean, with dizzying seagulls whirling in a cobalt sky; exotic foods and strange faces, in a city where no one knew her name. She wanted secrets whispered at midnight, and road trips without a map, but most of all, she ached for someone who desired to explore the mysteries that lay sleeping within her. The truly heartbreaking part was that she could feel the remaining days of her life falling away, like leaves from an autumn tree, but still this mysterious person who held the key to unlock her secrets did not arrive; they were missing, and she knew not where to find them.”
―
“Mother Earth Speaks:
You live in my womb,
learn from my seasons
and grow old in my arms
Listen to my heart
I give you garments
woven in gold
I bless your arrival
then let you fly free
knowing forever we are one
you and I”
― Icons Speak
You live in my womb,
learn from my seasons
and grow old in my arms
Listen to my heart
I give you garments
woven in gold
I bless your arrival
then let you fly free
knowing forever we are one
you and I”
― Icons Speak
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