First Epistle
Gypsy GirlText Box: FIRST EPISTLE OF THE APOSTLE OF YOUR BEAUTY TO THE ENDS OF TIME And I, oh one who I behold before me, as I come unto you, I come with Excellency of speech and endless wisdom, declaring unto you this poetry of the Gods. 2 For I determine to know everything about you, saving nothing for the imagination. 3 And I am with you in weakness, and in fear, and in much anticipation. 4 And all of my speech and of my preaching is with these enticing words of a lonely man wrought with fleshy wisdom, desiring demonstrations of your womanly spirit, as I kneel before this wonton power of your beauty: 5 That your lust should fall before the foolishness of a poor old man, is the power of my Word. 6 ¶ Howbiet I can even speak at all as I look at breasts so perfect, as if not even of this world, that seem to offer so, so very much: 7 But I do speak of your beauty and all its mystery, even if hidden areolas are yet to be ordained beyond the glory of your exposed cleavage: 8 Which so many Princess of this world wide web have known before me, for I know not, still here I am crucified like glistening gems strung across its adoring glory: 9 But as I am writing, my eyes hath seen, ears open to hear, you enter into the heart of this man, with all the things which beauty hath prepared for, this place, so many years waiting to be sanctified. 10 But this very lust hath revealed them both unto me by this true spirit of beauty, for beauty searches all things, yea, the deep things of woman. 11 For what man knoweth the things of woman, save the reflected beauty of woman which is in her? Even so the lust of man knoweth no woman, but the beauty of woman. 12 Now that I have received, not the body of beauty, but the vision which is beauty, that I might know all of these things that will be freely given unto me by you: 13 Which also I will speak of not just with words, which I should wisely stick to, but also with actions that lust doth teacheth; comparing imaginary things with imagination itself and all its scope. 14 But I am a man rooted in nature, surrounded by all nature, and a natural man receiveth all things resplendent and overflowing with beauty for this is the truth of endless foolishness; it can nether be known, or unknown, until all is physically discerned. 15 But he that is purely physical judgeth nothing, for he himself is beyond all judgment. 16 For who hath known the mind of a Poet, that she may instruct him? But for now my Beauty we do have our bodies, and perhaps this endless unspoken love. Jim Larwill