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feast day

you
want a piece
of me

my love
my heart
my soul

you
have the tools
to make that happen

leave nothing
but
the bones

Rene~September 30, 2012

For Magpie Tales
Image via Magpie Tales
"It Must Be Time For Lunch Now", 1979, Francesca Woodman



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  1. Nice...leaving nothing but the bones though is a sad one ~

    Happy Sunday ~

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  2. To be consumed by love
    I think that would be wonderful!

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  3. Nothing like a bit of good old loving cannibalism to start a good Sunday. Just kidding on the flesh-eating part.

    I love the organic feelings your words inspire. And the speaker's passion, to be willing to give it all--through pain, even.

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  4. ha i like your consumed by love much more than the thought that ran through my head honestly...maybe it was the use of tools which sounds a bit impersonal....

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    1. If I came off impersonal I apologize... It's just that my time is expensive... Just a half an hour for lunch :)
      Heh...smiles

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    2. Consumed by love is a great kind of consumption I reckon. Nothing quite like a bit of love for breakfast, lunch & dinner. I like your Magpie Rene, well done!

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    3. Thank you for your kind words, Katherine.

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  5. Wow! I did not hear cannibalism for one second. I only heard passion and desire.

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  6. If it feels this good being used,
    then, baby, use me up!
    *paraphrasing Bill Withers*

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  7. Devoured then transformed...I think of passion and desire, Shiva and Vishnu, annihilation and reformation. There are cycles here, deep and potent. I bow to you, madam.

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  8. I adore the cycles, the love and the passion and desire. Beautifully penned, Rene. Thank You for sharing. =D

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  9. Wonderful dance w/ the erotic connection of hunger/eating with the whole body-- xxxj

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  10. There are comments there? I never check! Thank you for coming here to comment. Sorry about that.

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  11. Ooooh, I would love being loved like this!!!

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  12. But leave enough ~ thou may renew ~ and you may give again ~ and again.

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  13. This is awesome! :D You have written it so well :D

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  14. Devourimg is a type of love, much more common than one would suppose !

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