In search of beauty, you know where you find it will be where you will make your home. You go to the Café where flashing colours turn muted gray walls into a shining Bloody Mary Red that fills your eyes with purple, gray, blue, and green. A vortex so swift you feel as though the whirlpool is sucking you in.
You order a Green Fairy, put the glass to your lips and let the bitter liquid flow over your teeth into your mouth. You sit in eerie glowing light and then, she walks in.
No words can describe her exotic beauty as she floats above the floor wearing an almost transparent green gown, her full lips move in a song so beautiful you cry. She stands before you and slowly floats to your side. Your hands touch and warmth from her spreads throughout, heat so hot your blood will soon boil.
Heat spreads desire and you want and need more. Your want compels you closer and celestial sparks fly, heat grows blood boils, weak from her touch you collapse and dream the night through with visions of heavenly delights.
Your imagination runs wild. Despair rolls through you at the thought that you only imagined her. A woman like no other mortal woman could ever be. A touch of her finger fills you with pure ecstasy and you hunger for her touch
Searching for the Moon Goddess you order a drink and put it to your lips. The moon hangs in the sky without her. “The Goddess she’s gone,” you shout. You wonder if she floated to the sky never to return. Your life is empty without her.
Then you hear her singing and cry at the resonance of the mysterious language. Her soulful voice overwhelms you. She floats toward you with her soul-wrenching song and her long soft golden hair envelopes her moonbeam face and shines with an ethereal radiance. The transparent gown she wears reveals more than it obscures. Feelings flash through your entire being, happiness, desire, gratefulness, and love.
You know you truly love this Goddess. If you can’t have her in this world, you’ll have her in the next. A mere mortal like you can never claim this Goddess unless you can prove your love. She reaches her long translucent arm toward your itching ear as greenish light transforms her into a glowing apparition.
You thank the gods for this opportunity and thoughts of possessing this goddess paralyze your mind. Her irises whirl with, purple, gray, blue, and green. A vortex so swift you feel as though you’re being drawn into it. Your eyes lock, and she steals your soul. You become part of her
With new resolve you want to paint those orbs of moving color, and in your mind the beauty of the canvas blends with the bright yellows and reds, on the deep green waving background of your mind, and this will be your masterpiece. The best painting you’ll ever create is already painted in your mind thanks to the goddess.
She floats in front of you and as she leans over to massage your ear, her long lustrous hair frames her face and falls around her, covering her gown with golden hair. She lifts one leg and bends it at the knee, an erotically beautiful pose never before seen by a mortal man. Inspired because she is your muse, sent by the gods, she becomes yours, and you’ll paint beauty as never before seen.
Your hand touches her arm and warmth spreads through you like wildfire. You spin her around to face you and put both arms around her and bring her body into contact with yours. Fire consumes you its so hot it burns, yet feels good.
You strive to put your lips on hers that still move with song. You listen to the words and your mistake becomes clear when she sings, “A Goddess can never belong to a man without a sacrifice.”
She dissolves and is instantly gone. You frantically look for her, and she is nowhere to be found. Distraught you finish your drink, memories of her flood through, and you cry yourself to sleep in the room where her memory lay.
Your eyes wander and your head fills with so much remorse you know it is a one sided love. You have to make a sacrifice to show your love for her. She is sitting on the quarter moon, a mug of beer in her hand. You smile and raise your glass to her in salute. She in turn smiles returns your salute and your eyes meet in mutual understanding as you take a sharp blade and quickly cut around your ear and hold out the sacrifice to her.artists > short story