Love wants to fly above fulfilled flowers
Blossom and praise.
Life is no accident
Those silent companions of night
Binding her destiny intimately with roots of earth.
Humans, in their noisy passion
Made her to forget her sweet songs
Instead words covered her innocent skin
Savage lusty desires nailed her soft lips.
The shadow was crossing
While the sun was captured in verses of uncertainty.
Love is simple when ripen within,
a sweet mysterious danger
is forced wide open
so far from your reach;
could it be God’s breathing?!
Humans are good with words
But the unborn happiness; the sonnets of Love
In her passionate music of sexuality
Only echoes in silence
Between the roots of two willow trees.
The magic of wind
The forgotten names of ancient paths
The intimate hour between feelings of two strangers
In sweat and ecstasy to become one;
on the edge of the two worlds,
wave upon wave
love is reborn.
All heaven’s grapes ripened
On the golden branches of sensuality of touch
In exhaustible wine of joy
Pouring out of the beloved’s vein.
I am content;
Like a Sun
Like a silky road to heart of life
When love flies over the breath of earth
The shadow falls and shatters
Into hundred seeds of ripe fruits
On my human mortal month.
No image of mind rests in forever;
Only the taste of love’s lips
worth waiting for till eternity.
There is a gentle heart,
Looking inward, without noticing others,
Surrendering to that faceless voice, sensual touch of unknown;
Immortal and infinite.
As her last human tears fall soundless
on the feet of Universe,
new paths open up.
Life is no accident;
When my human eyes are closing
And my vulnerable heart moves forward;
Love and I
Merge in a silver river
a passionate juicy song
built from piles of white dreams;
grounding kindly, tenderly, in here.
Wood, water, wind
Lying nude under the heat of love,
Gazing into blue sky,
I am Earth
the evening song
I am content.
© Serena Devi, January 2014