Sunday, June 8, 2014

Day Tripper








Tilted and full of grace like a perfectly balanced sandstone boulder
She entered my eye and I bathed in synaptic beauty
Her march south was supposed to stop in the heartland
A life would be built and beauty created from thin air
But the brakes failed, a downward spiral past heart and intuition
Only to lodge squarely in the valley of pleasure and infatuation
A man's aura dies and what is left is post coital breathing


Written for the Sunday Mini Challenge at The imaginary Garden with Real Toads

15 comments:

  1. Ouch when the man's aura dies when the brakes failed, a downward spiral past heart and intuition ~

    Sometimes its hard to fathom where we are between the valley of pleasure and infatuation ~

    Did you accidentally post this at Real Toads blog, ha ~

    Thanks for linking up Corey ~ Wishing you happy Sunday and week ahead ~

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  2. I did...lol. I was absolutely panicked, not fully awake yet, this is what we get when I write something on a Sunday morning before combing my hair!!!!!

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  3. That's nature down to earth... :-)

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  4. I guess love does lie somewhere between the valley of pleasure and infatuation, and post-coital breathing... Who knows what else a man may lose along the way, aside from his heart?

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  5. .. and I say you NEVER have to comb your hair upon rising, if this is the result!

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  6. "what is left is post coital breathing".....ouch. All downhill from there - so they say.....It has been so long, I dont remember. Hee hee.

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  7. Been there, done that, Corey.
    But there was another hill to climb, the company there was better still.
    ..

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  8. Such a strong message in so few words. Brilliant.

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  9. I love the ethereal feeling to this...quite befitting. Excellent Corey!

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  10. Ouch. This one is no accident, but, I think, an internal working of the not-in-love but still-in-want.I wish, when the bi-passes are certain, that the rest could be aborted before it hurts. I love me a long-term familiar one-person-always kind of love.

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  11. This is breathtaking....and not just the post-coital breathing ;-) Seriously, I love, "bathed in synaptic beauty" and the feeling this whole thing evokes....such excellent writing and profound observations as well.

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  12. a universe in an instant, from the first glimpse of her, and then? and then, it's just breathing ~

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  13. The shiny star leads us into our own depths of discovery!
    WE are always chasing light into the shadows!~

    More please! You always intrigue-me!

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