Mr. X and Gold Temptation

Did you ever wonder about the mysterious essence of events that make up your life? Some are pale, weak not lasting; others so vivid. What causes the choice of memory? What causes certain events to fade and others to gain flawlessness and spice? I sit and recall an especially vivid memory of Mr. X. I wore ----- "Gold Temptation" – a stunningly sheer golden gown iridescent in the midday sun embellished by the finest cream colored lace. The silky sheer top is perfectly cut to accentuate my figure in a softly sensual and feminine way --- making me feel like a golden goddess ! Smiles at CD’s genius… he always knows how to make a woman feel her best. My mind drifts down the sweet lane of memories to the last time I saw Mr. X – I was sitting on my golden chair, Egyptian in style on the highest level of my opulent Roman styled pool designed by Satir DeCuir. The pool is elegantly graced with marble columns, swathed with gold gilded wreaths and fountains that circulate the water. There are places to sit and float to relax and dream among its terraces. As I contemplated the view to the sea, Mr. X stepped out of a rainbow -- his face is astonishing --- the fine clear lines of his cheekbone, his full sensuous mouth, intense blue eyes like the deepest part of the ocean at dawn and his tousled golden hair shinning like moon glow – he is very image of what mystics or poets – - or technical wizards should look like. Together we sat gazing across the sand to the sea of possibilities beyond. I recalled the universe Mr. X made me ---it has inspired a constellation of ideas….. “Mr. X, I think we need a series of marble reflecting pools that will form a ribbon of blue water all the way to the ocean” Mr. X as always smiled and said – how can I refuse you --- my golden goddess in that lovely dress… you outshine the sun herself.” (sita thinks -- thank -you CD) As we sat and talked – on the upper terrace -- fanned by two slaves – the most miraculous pools began to appear… pink marble – azure blue water a fabulous fountain – a gift from Satir DeCuir placed on an amazing mosaic tiled floor. “Mr. X I exclaimed – this is what golden dreams are made of – I can’t believe you have done all of this!” He smiles at me and said, “ My golden goddess, as we stroll along these pools – they will reflect you in your golden glory – you look beautiful -- a "golden temptation"--- it is as warm and kind as your soul.” My golden one you are the flower of everything, you’re stylization, the perfume and essence of my universe. Golden Temptation ... Sita Writer Read more!

Mr. X and the Stars.....

It is close to midnight and I was so sleepy…. Until Mr.X’s name appeared with his usual greeting… and an invitation to float with him in space. Drifting entwined in his arms we floated in a brilliantly illuminated sky amid planets of fabulous fuchsia, magnificent magenta, radiant red and vivid vermillion. As we floated Mr. X pulled me closer to him and whispered you in my arms – like liquid moonlight and your eyes outshine the stars. Sita sighs… he is so romantic.

Mr. X this is so beautiful – wouldn’t it be nice to have a mural of the universe in my gazebo – so when we danced there we could dance and gaze up at our own private universe. He smiled at me and said, let me think about that --- as he gently kissed me goodnight.

The next morning, in front of my Moroccan Palace, I found a beautiful black box from CD with a note on it. Mr. X asked me to meet him at the hilltop gazebo overlooking the ocean at 9. I couldn’t wait to see him!

Opening the box was one of the most splendid dresses I have ever seen –Diana. Breathtakingly beautiful Diana is periwinkle blue ingeniously embellished with a constellation of glowing white light – evoking the starlight of the milky way.

The day passed so slowly as I waited to meet Mr. X at the hilltop gazebo – hoping to tantalize him wrapped in the cosmos. In fact, he has tantalized me as he takes my hand and leads me to the gazebo to dance under the universe he has made for us to enjoy….

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Mr. X and the Cherry Blossoms

Inside every story, there is a beautiful journey. Today Mr. X invited me to his Rokujo Mansion a resplendent establishment set amid mountains and rivers, waterfalls and stone pathways surrounded by spring gardens. Low forests of dwarf pines mantled the hills and islets and fringe the shores of ponds. The growth of these trees had been fashioned so that their branches leaped and coiled, suggesting the undulating, animated play of dragons. Winding pathways bordered by clustered growth of low bamboos, camillas and various shrubs and stones lead to vantaged viewing points. Mr. X is man of great aesthetic sensibility...as I have come to see more and more.

We meandered along a path strewn with cherry blossoms to a beautiful garden punctuated by flowing shrubs chosen for springtime enjoyment – red plum, cherry, wisteria, azalea. In the center of the garden was a simple bamboo Tea House that overlooked a beautiful waterfall and rock garden whose sand was raked like waves of the sea. It was so serene and peaceful listening to the flowing water and looking deeply into his eyes.

The room was devoid of any decoration except for a scroll painting selected by Mr. X that revealed the theme of the tea ceremony. The scroll was a beautiful painting of cherry trees and gently falling blossoms over an idealized landscape of indescribable beauty. He smiled at me as he whisked the tea and ladled the hot water from the kettle into the tea bowl. The tea was delicious. As the afternoon sun began to fade, he presented me with a lovely scrolled tied with a pink ribbon…tears filled my eyes when I read his words…

yumeji ni wa
ashi mo yasumezu
kayoedomo
utsutsu ni hitome
mishigoto wa arazu

Though I go to you
ceaselessly along dream paths,
the sum of those trysts
is less than a single glimpse
granted in the waking world.

Attached to the scroll, was a gift box from CD – Marylynn ! It captured the spirit of the day perfectly with its sleek and shimmering colors of lush cherry blossom pink silk with artfully woven grey blue accents that give it depth and sensuality. Marylynn will always remind me of this day spent with Mr. X and the Cherry Blossoms--- I treasure it and so will you....

In this world
Temples of the soul built
As Spirit houses on the water
Caressing,
Soothing
Fulfilling our inner sprits.

I cannot wait to see Mr. X again.

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Mr. X and the Angel Fish

Mr. X, my beloved took my hand and led me to the edge of the crystalline waters of the bay --- slowly we descended deep into the sapphire depths of the sea—drifting down slowly to his underwater palace and garden… it was beautiful --- the silence and the indigo all around us… we spoke of many things that evening – life and luck -- and the lattice of coincidences that brought us together… suddenly in the distance, a bright yellow and black swirl of angel fish emerged –luminous in the cerulean depths --- I smiled and said – Oh Mr. X look at those beautiful angel fish aren’t they glorious they illuminate the depths – he looked at me smiling and said, my darling you are my angel fish dressed in yellow and black – sitting here lighting up what has been dark for so long….. Looking down, I realized I was wearing marquis in yellow and black… whimsical and exotic a vibrant glow for an enchanting evening under the sea….

To be continued.....

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