DANCING WITH A STARCHILD

by StarChild7 featuring Pantherion Prime

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This album is a collection of a few recordings written by StarChild7, some mostly or partly musical but ALL poetic in their lyric. They were produced by Pantherion Prime for the first feature show on Pantherion Speaks Radio and produced by PRIME Time Productions Studios.

These tracks were aired on that BlogTalk Radio show as its first official show and first ever feature of an artist. it was entitled StarChild - Spiritually SexXxy Songstress + Poetess +Priestess + Story Teller and was a great success for such a young show.

This album marks a special point in my work as a producer and I AM proud of the work that we did collaboratively. Additionally, I have included the recording of the commercial that was to announce the air of the show.

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released September 26, 2014

ALL singing vocals done by StarChild7. ALL spoken word done by StarChild7 or in collaboration with Pantherion Prime wherever indicated.

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Pantherion Prime Riverside, California

Pantherion Prime is a pen name of mine...

it is an dentity... a personality that I use to scribe...
and describe the spiritually erotic notions and annotations
of my works in esotericeand rotic poetry.

I AM a multi-disciplinary artist who creates through sculptures through
poetry and music that could... and would reflect
the very essence of me... as a matriarchal man.
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Track Name: StarChild7 featuring Pantherion Prime - HE DOESN'T KNOW
HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT HE DOES TO ME

I’m no more than I have always been
his reflection of words
and my reaction to his verve

the evidence rest between my eyes
and my secret cries
locked in a chest full of silence… and THESE thick thighs

Like this painted image he left behind
inside of me without sound

I can still recall the first time we met
his bare back and bare chest
Hands and paint brush… captured wet
The ancient scenes
it seems
Had me caught up in his rapturous dreams

HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT HE DOES TO ME
HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT HE DOES TO ME

WE ECHO LIKE FIRST helloS
yet looking away
avoiding the pull
on OUR WEATHERED soulS

now I spend days trying to remember
What my existence was WHEN IT WAS void of HE
but …..there simply was
nothing to remember
before HE and his lyric

Before He spilled his ink… allowing me to hear it
Through the forest of my bated breaths
Held my hand
Through every step

was I so deep inside my slumber
I didn’t even realize that I was sleeping
Didn’t realize he was speaking
Speaking to me

A Scarlet woman
without the evidence of contemplation
and elation related to the levels of condemnation
for I feel… for what is real
gentleness …….HE afforded me

HE my muse and my fuse……

HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT HE DOES TO ME
HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT HE DOES TO ME

with a simple touch
of HIS nouns and verbs
carefully structured words

we mingle and surge
heal and purge
now this …. this connection of ours has emerged
like feathers of EXOTIC flocked birds
AND PRIMAL songs
sung but never heard
BECAUSE SOME FEELINGS CAN NOT BE VOICED WITH WORDS

HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT HE DOES TO ME
HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT HE DOES TO ME