There is a song in my heart, Flower of our lovemaking, Reaching out. Into stars. I risked everything For a moment Gazing into your eyes, Touch your skin With fire of my belly And hunger of my lips. My heart hurting opens up Your ethereal touch. My voice is gone, Walls are broken, The secret…
Tag: eternal union
Lips of God
It comes once in a lifetime But it leaves a footprint on your heart. It touched the ground beneath, It fills your being with fiercely passion, It shakes you like a tornado, It leaves you with no words, Just ecstasy beating of your flesh Yearning to be conquered by lips of his hunger And Erection…
Making love
The root of beauty has pierced my soul, And the marvel of passion has carved thousands lines on palms of my heart. Ending is close, the wounds are bare and my soul is fertile. Inside me, borders are disappearing in mist of love, From a place deep within, a God is rising in a shape…
Beloved poetry …
Heart gets heavy, Before you come, I must change again, Before dawn. I hear your footsteps, Heart trembles, And body becomes weightless. Something races in my blood, And my womb expands In a new air. Alert, quiet, passionate, in love To meet your stream, to hold gently the sacred union of your feminine and my…
The home of Beloved
I open my eyes and see nothing, I close my eyes and see everything. I dance over troubles and bunt dreams, I reach out and touch the peak of mountains, Dive deep in ocean of my heart and encounter shy mermaids hidden behind foams of passion. Outside of my body, I grow trees and learn…
Repost- orgasm of heart
Lover and beloved is you, Intention and the follower is you, I am the shadow of you, And the world in front of my eyes, Is nothing but illusion of ego. I am who is drunken on love, Restless and mad, I become. Do not return me to empty place of my clay, Keep this…
Eternal union
No urgency To begin or end, No desire to open or close any door or a window, no knocking, no entering or leaving. The house is empty, Silence is all That is. What could I say, When the flow is so perfect. My eyes are huge, Holding His boundless open fields, His garden of myths,…
