June 17, 2008

His Prayer in Her Sacred Temple

Ripped from many pages saying “I Love You”

Sex-machine bombshell femininity fountain non-stop erotica ball emptier, grace, beauty … all these things strike my mind when I remember You.
You seem like bursting out with feminine raw sexual power ready to erupt and wipe-out cities and villages.

Violent display of chiseled woman chassis. Daring core magnetism to taboo. Warnings of a resilient encounter with sex's soaring pleasures. Arabian night-ish silhouette defining a woman in flesh and bones as sweet as honey as soft as butter.
Breasts like distant hills men would crawl to summit. Flawless powerful thighs shrouded with virgin milky skin built to be wrap masculine waists. Arms and shoulders carved out of infinity to match what would be a mesmerizing woman's tentacles. A pair of mile-long legs, sturdy with stream like effortless outlines, a clone of timeless Roman pillars, and in between them lies a dogmatic everlasting mystery many would sacrifice their lives for.

A paradox of a paralleled existence, one would enter into a dimension-less world, once tasted the juicy folds of delicate skin, that form the tunnel of love's entrance to lustful passion. Lips as poisonous as the ancient Serpent, baring a diabolical smile inviting the strongest of all men to surrender their arms, and enter willingly into the realms of submission.
For the eyes that have mesmerized hordes of men, is unmatched even by Medusa. Time stops once stared into them, so does one's heart, for their magic attraction would out power any efforts in vain, and would rip men's hearts out of their chests, only to be owned by she whom must be obeyed.

Hmm ...no. Words cannot describe you. They cannot do you any justice. The battle is uneven; my words are overwhelmed by what my eyes behold. I died during battle, but at least, I died trying.

Drowned in your lust,


Anonymous said...

Still not enough, I might believe in reincarnation just to have enough lives to write down what you deserve.


Anonymous said...

Meeenn dah

meen aly kateb al kalam alkbeer dah


Miss Egyptiana "Trapped Soul" said...

TELL... who write this so i can comment !!!

i am worried

Shimaa Gamal said...

Brad, I thought you would know :)

Miss Egyptiana "Trapped Soul" said...

i do know who did it :@
thought i didnt wanna admit it :@

most probably i will have to comment via private mail... cause i may say *&%&^$%^&*&*%&&*&*

i dont believe in sweet words... expecially if it leads to nothing but pushing my head into a coma of fake feelings ... words that are directed to the secret zones of a woman's heart, mind, and soul... man!!! ... he is so clever

dont dive in an ocean of words... it may seem beautiful from the surface... but in the inside it is salty, bitter, dangerous, and lead to ... death

brad = darb lol lesa wa7'da bali

dont get mad at me... i am too worried about you... although i dont know much of you... but that is the way it is

love you girl

Shimaa Gamal said...

My dear Egyptiana

You sure know much of me, Miss psychic ;)

You are right he is clever. I have always said he is smart, too smart.

I am not sure where I am. I might be diving deep and might be standing by the lethal edge. I am not sure but the last thing I remember was that I kept my eyes wide shut and my heart wide open.

Where do you think I am?

Miss Egyptiana "Trapped Soul" said...

do you really wanna know where you are shimaa ... do you really dont know ??

since i read the post, and the surrendering smile on ur lipse is hunting me ... that enchanted look in your eyes devouring the words ... and wish for more ... even though you know ... it is an ocean... where your death may lie

how i see you now :

Like The hanged man
"Major arcana - tarot card"

hoa kolo darb darb we kaman men ta7t el 7ezam ... mafish shetima

shimaa :( love you girl

Shimaa Gamal said...

Hello My Dear
I guess that the hanged man isn't that bad. Something that condradicts itself in countless ways fits me well and I think it is not always a bad thing.
Winning by surrendering and controlling by letting go rings many bells (remember when I wrote that in the dominant/ submission relation it is the one who submit who is really in control).
I guess my answer lies in that hanged man
"In readings, the Hanged Man reminds us that the best approach to a problem is not always the most obvious. When we most want to force our will on someone, that is when we should release. When we most want to have our own way, that is when we should sacrifice. When we most want to act, that is when we should wait. The irony is that by making these contradictory moves, we find what we are looking for. "

see how good you know me :)
I love you too

Miss Egyptiana "Trapped Soul" said...

you will not believe what happened to me ... it is past midnight , and i just woke up after a long nap ... with one idea in my mind ... POISON

i saw these words written with a fang of a huge serpent, maybe a hydra with several heads, each with a different smile and eye look ... i saw a green mist spread out of the words and fill the empty space around

shimaa ... take care... These Words Are Poison

if you have ever seen the lord of the rings - two towers - eowen of rohan said it to wormtongue after the death of her cousin

"Your Words Are Poison" the exact scene, and the exact face she gave cannot leave my mind ... so do you

why i am extra worried about you now :(

i think i should take it easy with my spiritual discipline :(

please tamenini 3aleiki...

Shimaa Gamal said...

Hello my dear

I don't know why I am started being worried myself after reading your words.
I never thought t hese words are poison, they are highly addictive material, just like drugs it color everything in a different way. Only now as I read your words I remember that back in school they taught us that drugs are poison.

Btw Miss Psyche you were true one more time, I really like to see things written not only said.

Thanks for your concern my dear. I am sure nothing is going to hurt me as long as I have great friends like you.

love you

Anonymous said...

Miss Egyptiana,

I guess I can now advice you to lend an ear to Alice Cooper's song "Poison".

Try to download it, give it an earwig, then tell me what you think. Pay hard attention to the lyrics.


Egyptiana gave you some good advice back there. Keep the sweet words what they really are; sweet words.

There are many prayers to come, I just hope the temple's pillars will hold.


Shimaa Gamal said...

Hello Honey
I can't wait for the other prayers you promised, don't worry the temple pillars could survive Noah's flood ;)

I loved the song.

Miss Egyptiana "Trapped Soul" said...


i' m surprised you have directed a comment to me, usually you read my comments and remain silent ... but seems that this time i really pissed you off =)

i listened to the song, read the lyrics, understand it VERY WELL

you have given so many advices in your comment... now my turn to advice you back ...> words are seen as they truly are by someone who can understand and sense them well ... someone who is out of the poisonous mist... and REALLY CARE

the pillar will never fall, and will never sink in an ocean... as long as there is hope, faith, and a friend's hand around

where is the advice here?! guess what ... there is no advice lol

a word against a word
and a prayer against a spell

shimaa dear
i believe that you have read enough to know ... what lies between the words

love you girl

ps: i couldn't find the book, i think i will borrow yours =)

wish me luck, my studies are going well... and i have lots of thoughts about the reincarnation writing project... just hope i would complete this one

HUGZ... keep in touch

Shimaa Gamal said...

Good morning my dear friend

I am almost done with the book, so this could be a good reason to get that meeting done asap ;)

Just keep writing :)I can't wait for the reincarnation thing :) The first thing that crossed my mind when I read about it in ur blog was "God that girl has such a mind :)"

kisses, I will see you soon isa

Anonymous said...

Hello again Miss Egyptiana,

Hope you're sound and well. Don't be surprised for commenting on your post, actually I don't recall you ever addressing me, hence my silence :)

Actually, as opposed to your belief, I find your comments quite intelligent and smart. I'm really not sure why you're under the impression that you pissed me off in anyway.

Moreover, why did you take my recommendation to check out a song as a 'series of advices'?

Anyhow, good to hear from you, and hope you'll keep up the good work at Shimo's blog.


Miss Egyptiana "Trapped Soul" said...