I was alone in the dark.
I sought a light to show the way.
I followed many paths from the start.
I was a lost and lonely stray.
My heart was torn and broken.
Beaten down and filled with strife.
Yet never looking for a token.
To guide me through this troublesome life.
Among the past I found them.
Shining their light so true.
The ancient ones of power.
Whispering seek among us too.
The God and Goddess called to me.
I felt their delicate kiss.
Their magick ran clear through me.
My heart's now filled with bliss.
So Lord and Lady hear my vow.
I'll stay upon your path.
With honor I'll call your magick.
And be true unto the craft.
Heat of the Dragon
author: ivy{DED}fg
Feel the heat of the dragon
as it begins to burn.
Solitary.
Alone is she.
Feeling the heat.
She hunts
needing sustinance
for the months ahead.
Knowing mating time is near.
Roars echo
passion building.
She leaps searching for release.
Raw desire culminating.
Male strong full of lust
becoming one.
Passions melt the sand
and flame singe the trees.
Alone caressed
in a small sand cradle.
Beauty grows.
Can you hear the roar?
echoing from within.
Feel the heat of the dragon.
Internal Contentment
author: ivy{DED}fg
Night blooming jasmine fills the air.
Quietly she sits within the silence of the night.
Surrounded by comforts of a successful career.
Thoughts upon her new husband.
The summers soft breeze warm and inviting.
Dreaming of new found happiness.
Anxiously she awaits for his arrival at the close of day.
Wine upon the table.
Candlelight glowing upon her face.
At last she hears falling footsteps in the night.
Her heart beats fast,
like a hummingbirds wing.
A warm breath tickles her neck.
He softly kisses her.
Turning to him she sees a burning desire in his eyes.
Her breath stops.
She wonders at her blessings.
They embrace, feeling comfort in each others arms.
Exhaustion of the day fades away
replaced by love's passion.
An exploding volcano building within.
Wine she placed within his hand.
Candlelight flickering
the light dancing on the cut of the crystal.
Romance thick as the morning fog
Never has she felt such internal contentment.
A peace beyond compare.
Memories of the past gone forever.
Covered with trust and love's quicksand.
A soft wind blows the scent of the sea.
The sound of the surf breaking up life's hurt.
And two young lovers lying in each others arms
"Designed by Syndara DoveSinger"
"also known as ivy{DED}fg"