The Forest God


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      Mieux Vanille

      This poem came to me almost in a dream, just as I was coming to consciousness one morning about 20 years ago. It’s about my husband, who has become my own personal Forest God. As the words came to me I had a vision of him as a beautiful, naked Pan like God of the Forest surrounded by beautiful nymphs and faeries all there to do his sexual bidding while he watched, slowly stroking his cock in a languid fashion.

      Many years later, I wrote a companion to it for myself. Neither are explicit, and mine is not really erotic at all, though it speaks of our core nature in both. After all these years I’m now inspired to take these a step further and write a part two perhaps, in the safety of a place where I can, and would enjoy, making them more explicit.

      The Forest God

      His touch reaches out in the night,
      A shadows kiss,
      Soft on the evening breeze it caresses flesh,
      A gift of shivers placed at the feet of the soul,
      The power within it’s delicate nature confounding all logic,
      It entices the bud to unfurl tightly bound petals,
      The blossom brought forth in luscious dewdrop laden sweetness.


      Luhtanisse Nornonis ~The Sweet Enchantress

      She is the enchantment of night,
      The spell of daylights shimmering glow
      Who calls the elements to play with just a smile.
      Sweet song of the falcon
      As it cries on the night wind.
      Warmth of the hearthfire
      comforting in a passionate blaze.
      Rainfall that melds soothing drops
      into an endless sea.
      The silent wisdom of a deep forest
      older than time.

    • #6962

      This is beautiful Mieux Vanille.

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