All the words of the Muses
Lead to this
Call to Him
Witnesses from the beginning
Hear the erotic love of the ages
Crying out to Him
From the Ground
Back to this tiny planet,
The mission forgotten
In the tumult of ecstatic humanity,
His obsession
Listen as He calls
In the guise of the Muse
To you His lover
Accept Him and call back,
"My sweet, return"
"My Lord, return"
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Reviewed by Hanley Harding (Reader)
Reviewed on August 31, 2005
Dear Jennifer;
I like this. You may wish to see my "Riders of the Purple Page"...
I like this. You may wish to see my "Riders of the Purple Page"...
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