"Diosa!"
Just what one would think gazing into the eyes of an angel is a sight different from what one feels touched by an angel, as defined by an etheric quality softness has within a woman too beautiful for words. This feeling is awe held a sight higher than mere amazement. We have all felt we have seen an angel in a woman unexpectantly a part of the mythological landscape beyond any word combination wonder can introduce to another person in a conversation.
But, what happens when a man thinks, "She looks like an Angel, but I bet she fucks like a demon!" and believes she can be no more than an incredibly good lay? What happens to the Goddess? Where does safety flee and how does a woman, who unintentionally became a mere sex object, recover her ground loss by the sight of beauty she could no more hide than the words of a man's heart cannot help but reveal character? - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories (Nov. 23, 2016)
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Just what one would think gazing into the eyes of an angel
is a sight different from what one feels touched by an angel,
as defined by an etheric quality softness
has within a woman too beautiful for words.
Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories 11.23.16
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A woman crawling across a bed is moving towards your center point of existence
whether you are cognizant of mysterious things or not...
- Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 11.23.16
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A woman crawling across a bed is moving towards your center point of existence whether you are cognizant of mysterious things or not. What you understand as a man is insignificant to what a woman understands about what you are ignorant of. This is one difference between men and women. - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories
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