In the mythic, a ghost of unimaginable passion and lust has risen from the ink stained walls. Glitter dust her eyes and she grasps a unicorn My Little Pony. Her hair is silk, but so deathly long and dark, it sweeps over dreams of any regular fantasy; replacing it with blood-vivid visions and dark cellar [...]

I am influenced a lot by Geishas. Not their fashions specifically, but their mannerisms, and way of life. The ability to master the art of seduction. Something that comes as second nature, but is also throughly thought out and considered in a professional and fun manner. The beauty and allure of what lies beneath layers…
With a chaste heart – with pure eyes – I celebrate your beauty.
Holding the leash of blood so that it might leap out
and trace your outline while you lie down in my Ode
As in a land of forests or in surf,
in aromatic loam or in sea music
Beautiful nude -
Equally beautiful your feet
arched by primeval tap of wind and sound.
Your ears, small shells of the splendid American sea.
Your breasts, a level plenitude fulfilled by living light.
Your flying eyelids of wheat, revealing or enclosing
The two deep countries of your eyes.
The line your shoulders have divided into pale regions
Loses itself and blends into the compact halves of an apple,
Continues, separating your beauty down into two columns
Of burnished gold… fine alabaster
To sink into the two grapes of your feet
Where your twin symmetrical tree burns again and rises ..
Flowering fire… open chandelier,
a swelling fruit over the pact of sea and earth.
From what materials? agate? quartz? wheat? Did your body come together?
Swelling like baking bread to signal silvered hills.
The cleavage of one petal, sweet fruits of a deep velvet
until alone remained, astonished
the fine and firm feminine form.
It is not only light that falls over the world,
Spreading inside your body it?s suffocated snow…
So much as clarity…taking it?s leave of you
As if you were on fire from within.
The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
Pablo Neruda, Ode to a Beautiful Nude
Like PainA nice explanation on why submissives enjoy feeling pain. Taken off the site of a-geha.com who is a bondage rockstar princess in the performance in Japan. She is an illustrator as well as a bondage and aerial performer. I really admire her and see myself as some who can aspire to be her. If only [...] |
Enchanted dollA Geisha: Her servitude is the epitome of elegance and compassion. She is soaked in the most finest beauty of inheritance and of art. The artist and the art itself, she does not just perform, but conveys emotion so deeply you can not help but to fall in love with her. Just like the perfect [...] |
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Ophelia, do you remember?LAERTES How now! what noise is that? Re-enter OPHELIA O heat, dry up my brains! tears seven times salt, Burn out the sense and virtue of mine eye! By heaven, thy madness shall be paid by weight, Till our scale turn the beam. O rose of May! Dear maid, kind sister, sweet Ophelia! O heavens! [...] |

