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Diary of Amathu'sia: A Blog

  • My Spine is a Line of Poetry

    My Spine is a Line of Poetry

    (Photo: "The Process of Becoming a Space" by Carlota Guerrero ft. Alejandra Smits)

    My spine
    is a
    line of
    poetry
    Tracing 
    your 
    fingers 
    across my
    skin,
    as you 
    study 
    and read
    the rich 
    history of
    each curve
    bound
    between 
    my body
    like a book
    Does it
    resonate?
    Devour my
    words,
    let them
    sit on
    your
    tongue
    and 
    soak in -
    slowly
    lingering
    on each 
    page as
    I move you
    (I will 
    move you)
    Because
    written 
    within this
    soul,
    is a story
    And each
    curve of
    my
    womanly 
    body
    placed
    together 
    perfectly
    is a line
    of poetry
    a.m.
    Over here at Amathu'sia Collections, we are inspired by all things feminine, and the curvature of these earrings, made with genuine pearls, are an ode to the beauty that each of us as women posses innately by simply just being. Search 'La Femme Pearl Earrings'.
     
  • Musings on Aphrodite

    Musings on Aphrodite

    Musings on Aphrodite by our founder:

    "I closed my eyes and savored the oyster, letting it roll gently across my tongue, taking in the remnants of salt still fresh from the sea. I imagined this to be the flavor of Aphrodite, dripping of sea water and honey. Fresh and both sweet. She is the ocean. She is all that is impenetrable— that which can only be felt, but never truly known. Depths of her left to be discovered. That which cannot be confined, nor defined.... at least not in the definitive sense, always changing shape. Changing form. She moves through you. Taking another sip from my wine, being brought back to the simple pleasures of life, I asked myself in that moment, “When was the last time you allowed yourself to succumb to your senses? To have allowed for sensuality to sit right there— found amongst the softness of sunlight caressing you like warm silk on your skin? To have flirted with the very essence of life?” I felt enraptured... not by sexuality, but of sensuality— seduced by my very own senses, taking it all in as if for the very first time. The textures... the tastes. Like a baptism, wine and both water always cleanse me— invoking a wander to experience the world anew again."

    Alex Messbarger