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| The dictionary states that passion is 1. a strong feeling or emotion. 2: intense passion or emotion. 3: something that is desired intensely; 4: a feeling of strong sexual desire. 6: an irrational but irresistable motive for a belief or action. 7: any object of warm affection or devotion; "the theatre was her first love" or "he has a passion for sailing." Passion is all around us, and people react to it in different ways. I'm a very passionate person about many things, but this is a page about sensuality, deep love, caring and ways we show that to other people. This site is dedicated to exploring passion, love and sensuality within the human psyche, how we use this, how it can be channeled into positive activities such as writing, painting, drawing and other such things. |
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| Please be aware that there is some nudity in the artwork on these pages. They are NOT pornographic art or anything like that (in my opinion) and simply express the true beauty of the body and the raw essence of sensuality and sexual power. If you are offended by this material I suggest you leave now. Thank you. This is probably not a site for someone who thinks that the naked human body is evil, or for someone who denies themselves the basic pleasures of feeling passion and sensuality, or someone who thinks that it was WOMAN who brought sin into the world. This is about enjoying the human body for what it is, a glorious temple to be cherished and loved. Enjoy your stay. |
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| "By honouring the feminine, new ways can be found to respect the earth and humanity, and important experiences such as birth, pregnancy, sex, death and menstruation. This radical shift in values is needed to make sense of our experience, and even to survive as a species." - Teresa Moorey | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| "My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me that I must love a loathed enemy." - from Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Nosferatu You touch my soul, and it quivers beneath you; Nay, I would not ask for any other! You ask me to dance, and my feet are like air; How can I dance with another? You ask for my life, I relinquish my blood; For you and only you love. Eternal life, so strong and such wonder; Why would I live in Heaven above? Copyright 1998 - D. Leonard No rights or permissions are granted for display of these works on other websites, webchats or in other forms. Please contact me for details on using my works. Please, read the legal information first. |
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| "There is no doubt that many women have been severely bruised by men and the patriarchy. There is no denying the huge rage resulting from this, that probably affects all of us - women and men. We have all, whether we realise it or not, been damaged in ways we are only just beginning to guess by a world-view that is implicitly anti-matter/the flesh/the inclusive/the instinctual: all that women may be seen to stand for. I say "may be" because I don't think we can really be sure exactly what women do stand for, nor what men stand for, which is something we can begin to discover only by having a very open mind." ~ Teresa Moorey Angels by Karin Ransdell |
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| How do you sleep at night? Eyes as dark as the blackest night, Skin as pale as the clear white snow, In my world you're all and more, But there is one thing I would know. How do you sleep at night? Do you slumber in dreams so pure? Do you reach toward the light, Or swim in blood to bring the cure? Does blackest night to you appeal? As you close your eyes is it my face? For it's for you that I do feel, And I can't keep the pace. Let me bite you, taste the life, Blood on snow, the purest sin, Take me out into the night, Let me possess you from within. Take me now forever bliss, Your scent intoxicates my soul, Thrill me now with sudden kiss, The descent of night shall take the toll. I want you to drink my life, As we dance in the moonlight, My dreams unleash like a flood, How do you sleep at night? Copyright 1998 - D. Leonard No rights or permission are granted for display of these works on other websites, webchats or in other forms. Please contact me for details on using my work. Please read the legal information first. |
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| Visit some pretty passionate websites! Society for Human Sexuality Redbook Internet Love Stories www.lovestories.com Zecrets |
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| Parallel Lines by Donna Leonard |
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