The Party
Caught.  In the web of the goddesses.
Beauty oozing from all directions.
Stretching the senses to the edge of sanity.

No fantasy ever overflowed
with the magnificence
of these enchantresses in their splendor.
Imagination has never served up
such a delectable bowl of fruit.

Swaying, flowing, soft bellies pulsing.
A lover's delight.
Joy bursting from all my seams.
Shaktis flowing like the waves,
showing mere mortals
a glimpse of heaven.
Sleeveless black dress, pale arms
And a look from across the room
that makes my soul laugh.
A single dance ignites my very nature,
and carries me to a place
far away from here.

I would trade eternity
for the chance to be human
just this one evening.
St. Valentine honored
in an unspeakably glorious way.
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