a Kilig without end

أَعُوذُ بِٱللَّهِ مِنَ ٱلشَّيۡطَٰنِ ٱلرَّجِيمِ، بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ

 

 

what can one say of bottle-popped graphic tshirts and a pup in the lap of luxuries, artistic self-impressions released along side a faithful friend who, i suppose, keeps you warm for me, no complaints for my being...kept waiting and patient by the One Who knew the twins since before they were something. wish i could relate the vibes the moment way back when, i read your words, "voyeuristic pleasure", the same kind of essence i myself would have held if i saw my Reflection being so free in her expression, carefully restrained but so indulging, of goals and memories unmade yet being chased after for as long she lived on this earth with breath for breathing. of course, i know you've already captured those vibes and measured them in yourself for later versions of ourselves to find, reanalyze and savor, let sweep across the tongue before their wholeness fills the bodies of their hunger. oh Twin, be forever grateful as the waves wash over, closing of eyes and letting the lungs take in the saltiest and sweetest of vapors: there's no love without loss, no relief without pain, no victory without defeats, no struggle without enduring every step of absence or agonies.....but i swear by our Creator, the price of submission and patience - so worth it for an Eternity of fruits reaped as quickly or slowly as we wish, each, simply one among His infinite favors.

 

 

this latter part begun around 3/16:

(in case one needed a reason to dive...though we do not)

stepping into the ocean, it starts with your toes, then up to your ankles and calves, reaching the knees, and soon thereafter, the water travels upward as it pleases, inside and surrounding, the curves and folds, of skin and flesh, parts of the outward whole tied, together, by the senses with the outer limits of the soul, somewhere inside these depths, meaning and manifestation merge, lines blur and fade until they become simply doors, both opening and waiting to be opened, to tattoo and trace the heart upon your skin, teaching us what twinship truly has in store, iA