Peace

I will share with you a secret. No hope can be found in a life devoid of peace. Now that you know, I will ask. To how many lives have you brought peace and to how many hearts hope? If you can but do, joy will be be the reward. Bring a smile to a lonely heart and your name the dove will always cry.

The Temple

The feet of a woman are the hands of her intimacy. Her legs are the pillars to her sanctuary. The two-fold gate has to be unlocked from within and without. The arch is the triangle of her water and the symbol of her power. The womb must be explored or her garden will not bloom. The breasts are the king and queen of her palace. They need many greetings and words of worship. Her hands are the feet of her intimacy; handle them with tenderness. The neck is the hidden sanctuary, it you must always purify with your tongue, and consecrate with your breath. This is the temple of the Gods. You know now how best to prey.

Codex of Love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

Secrets of the Vulva

In the Vulva there are many secrets hidden; they can only be discovered with stillness and contemplation. Let thine sweet lips create the ecstasy.

The Codex of Love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

Peace

I will share with you a secret. No hope can be found in a life devoid of peace. Now that you know, I will ask. To how many lives have you brought peace and to how many hearts hope? If you can but do, joy will be the reward. Bring a smile to a lonely heart and your name the dove will always cry.

Codex of Love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

He who desires passion

He who desires love and increase of passion, let him remember that silence is the first step toward unity, and touch is the key to intimacy.


Codex of Love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

Love

Love, like a sword, must always be kept clean and sharp, lest it be covered with dullness and rust.

Codex of Love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar

The temple of love

Time has passed since the ancient temples of love have been erected. Today the world has erected other shrines made of stone. Love had been sold cheap to all bidders. I remind all that love cannot be bought, but exists in the hearts and minds of all that love. Make your room a shrine, let the smell of roses descend as you lie in the arms of ecstasy. Remind yourself that unless you give yourself in love there is no shrine.

Codex of Love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar.