"to see eternity in a grain of sand..."

[Hypatia]

...or in a woman's eyes.

[stilltrucking]

I could see the mote in her eye and she could see the beam in mine.

she had witchy eyes
every one them the women I have occupied , the eyes, the hair the vaginas..the blues the blondes the greens the browns the brunettes the sister the lover the rose...
psychedelic pyrotechnic
neon eyes glowing violet
brown with a smoldering red
an emerald gaze that stills the heart
what the hell does Bronowksi know about a woman's orgasm

[Hypatia]

her eyes the portal to another world of subjectivity with a different objectivity
the phenomenology of female spatiality

for mad monks like me

after sex
before sex
or no sex
what the hell does Bronowksi know about a woman's orgasm
more power to them I say, there must be an upside to it for them some how
so much for sex and magic

then there is the other ordinary aspects of the relationship
like the survival of the species