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The Muse

A creature that drives inspiration and passion in the soul of an artist.... Why is she charmed? She has become enthralled with her subject. The artist has rendered her to her knees.
16 hours ago. Sat 18 May 2019 07:32:06 PM IDT

Out of Control by She Wants Revenge

With her high heel against the wall
Kind of dancing, though not at all
She had stockings running up to her thigh
Snaps her finger to keep the time.
From the back of the room I saw her there
I said she wants to be alone and I shouldn't dare
But then she noticed me glance at her
I had no choice but to dance with her.
The lights they move sideways and up and down
The beat takes you over and spins you 'round
Our hearts steady beating, our sweat turns to cold
We're slaves to the DJ and out of control
I watched her feet move
Her hips they sway
Does a hair flip
And starts to say
'oh my god it's my favourite song'
I pull her close and she sings along
We can't slow down even if we try
If the record keeps spinning then so will I
She likes disco and tastes like a tear
Tells me don't stop dancing and she's pulling me near
The lights they move sideways and up and down
The beat takes you over and spins you round
Our hearts steady beating, our sweat turns to cold
We're slaves to the DJ and out of control
we've got no where to go
We've got nothing to prove
Instead dancing alone I should be dancing with you
This song turning me on
The beat is doing me in
Or maybe its only you
But either way let's begin
we've got no where to go
We've got nothing to prove
Instead dancing alone I should be dancing with you
This song turning me on
The beat is doing me in
Or maybe its only you
But either way let's begin
we've got no where to go
We've got nothing to prove
Instead dancing alone I should be dancing with you
This song turning me on
The beat is doing me in
Or maybe its only you
But either way let's begin
The lights they move sideways and up and down
The beat takes you over and spins you round
Our hearts steady beating, our sweat turns to cold
We're slaves to the DJ and out of control
The lights they move sideways and up and down
The beat takes you over and spins you round
Our hearts steady beating, our sweat turns to cold
We're slaves to the DJ and out of control

1 day ago. Sat 18 May 2019 01:49:25 AM IDT

It totally just happened... Thank you Jaz!!!

 

Tear You Apart by She Wants Revenge

Got a big plan, this mindset maybe its right
At the right place and right time, maybe tonight
And the whisper or handshake sending a sign
Wanna make out and kiss hard, wait never mind
Late night, and passing, mention it flipped her
Best friend, who knows saying maybe it slipped
But the slip turns to terror and a crush to light
When she walked in, he froze up, believe its the fright
Its cute in a way, till you cannot speak
And you leave to have a cigarette, your knees get weak
An escape is just a nod and a casual wave
Obsessed about it, heavy for the next two days
It's only just a crush, it'll go away
It's just like all the others it'll go away
Or maybe this is danger and he just don't know
You pray it all away but it continues to grow
I want to hold you close
Skin pressed against me tight
Lie still, and close your eyes girl
So lovely, it feels so right
I want to hold you close
Soft breasts, beating heart
As I whisper in your ear
I want to fucking tear you apart
Then he walked up and told her, thinking that he'd passed
And they talked and looked away a lot, doing the dance
Her hand brushed up against his, she left it there
Told him how she felt and then they locked in a stare
They took a step back, thought about it, what should they do
'Cause there's always repercussions when you're dating in school
But their lips met, and reservations started to pass
Whether this was just an evening or a thing that would last
Either way he wanted her and this was bad
He wanted to do things to her it was making him crazy
Now a little crush turned into a like
And now he wants to grab her by the hair and tell her
I want to hold you close
Skin pressed against me tight
Lie still, and close your eyes girl
So lovely, it feels so right
I want to hold you close
Soft breasts, beating heart
As I whisper in your ear
I want to fucking tear you apart

1 day ago. Sat 18 May 2019 01:18:41 AM IDT

I have to do this...

 

Summoning of the Muse by Dead Can Dance

 

 

6 days ago. Sun 12 May 2019 08:05:11 PM IDT

1 week ago. Sun 12 May 2019 10:47:48 AM IDT

This also applies to all the dads filling that mother role. 

1 week ago. Sun 12 May 2019 09:47:51 AM IDT

She dons
The armor of a snake
The eyes of a cat
Her claws
Like needles
Her skin
A sigh
Soft like silk
Untouched
She winds
Around her prey
With honeyed breath
And lilting tone
The song of lovers
A gentle squeeze
The pulse of life
Of love
The only movement
Like a drum
She tastes
The moment
The stillness
She offers much
And waits

 

2 weeks ago. Sat 04 May 2019 08:49:06 PM IDT

2 weeks ago. Fri 03 May 2019 11:14:18 PM IDT

One of my favorite performances by Beats Antique.  I love the power in the drumming.

2 weeks ago. Thu 02 May 2019 09:03:16 AM IDT

One day I will have to remember to remove my belly dancing tunes from my workout playlist that I use on the treadmill.

There was a time that I lived in a small town in the heart of Virginia. Main Street wasn’t any longer than a mile and I had a route that I’d walk. It was easier to swing the booty when the body wasn’t stationary.  I didn’t need a gym membership.  I’d pass certain things along my path; a headless naked Ken doll, a flattened frog, the eclectic yard with all kinds of trinkets hanging from trees. 

I had familiar faces I’d see everyday... 

The town moved. I moved ... my body moved. My ass would move and usually... I’d keep my balance.  The treadmill poses a challenge. 

I was painfully reminded this morning listening to We Swarm by Beats Antique... just before I nearly passed out (I had a bit of a blood pressure/ low iron scare going on).