Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Morning With You, Exploding Supernova Part 2
As the king enjoyed the mind of the goddess, his senses swayed by the scents and velvety textures of flowers; his eyes dazzled by shiny rainbow colours and his mouth enjoying the taste of nectar and honey; he became aware of music playing; the wonderful Dance of the Hours from La Giaconda; suddenly he found himself skating down an infinite ice rink with the goddess, surrounded by beautiful, pristine snow-covered forests; wearing modern ski-gear with ermine collars and cuffs as befits a king; she was clad in glittering silver and dark blue ski-gear; looking like an ice-queen – he held her tightly to him and together they were skiing at enormous speed with wonderful dexterity and superhuman ability; the goddess turned an enchanted, glowing face to him and the king dazzled her with his handsome face alight with laughter and the joy of total abandon to sensory experience; they slowed in time with the celestial music and gained speed moving with it; they glided together in ever widening circles; he picked her up with marvelous agility; she felt as light as an ice-crystal and he held her aloft while twirling; then he let her down gently and their eyes locked; the music still playing insistently, bewitching them into feeling strange sensations; gaining speed they touched lips and their minds melded as their lips parted in a passionate embrace; suddenly they rose into the air; the music stirring them as it rose from the mind of the goddess; then they found themselves floating in a stream of swirling ice crystals; they twirled along and the King felt himself elevated to the sweet purity, glowing warmth and caressing softness of the goddess’ mind; the music still working its amazing spell; the King was overcome by a glorious feeling of passion and divine excitement filled his whole being; the goddess felt surging joy and sweet elation on experiencing the king’s overpowering love and admiration and happiness in her mind; their auras sparkled in multiple colours then exploded into a golden, fiery star that lighted a whole universe….
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