...The Oizys Praxis...

come to me habitué

on bent knees so innocent

beautiful in your fragmentation

i will caress your fragile mind

with ancient delights

only to be found in the embrace of my enchantment

carving your name among the stars

with supple hands that drip with desire in adoration

i will make you scintillate

as the zelous swell of your devotion

causes ripples of fire to burn me rapturous

ravenous to possess and be possessed

your soul need only sing to me quietly

when the world spins in ignorance

as your capitulation induces our ecstasy

i will enfold you completely

in abounding excecation

stroking every benevolent dereliction to intoxication

until it is only i that sustains your quintessence

come to me habitué

no one can love you like sorrow

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Published on Friday, June 25, 2010. Filed under: "Fantasy" and "Poetry"

Oizys is a daughter of Nyx and the greek goddess of sorrow and misery

Comments on "...The Oizys Praxis..."

A former member wrote: Beautifully painted piece of art my friend! :)
On Thursday, December 15, 2011, NikesRain (1298) wrote:

i miss you, your art and your presence...
On Saturday, June 26, 2010, Dilated View (583) wrote:

This was sensual and warm, inviting. You weave your visuals just right. That last line left me feeling a little cheated which seems intended. Thank you for sharing your beautiful words :)
A former member wrote: *sigh.........subtly done and feminine formations of ache........how we mould to it. excellent piece.
On Friday, June 25, 2010, boneplate (58) wrote:

"rapturous,ravenous to possess and be possessed, your soul need only sing to me quietly when the world spins in ignorance.' where to begin..stunning.. so much passion and feeling..if we could all have love like that ..such adoration, possession, ecstacy. but i guess i will have to take the sorrow now myself....