Beyond all illusions
Beyond any manifestation
Beyond any origination
Luna pours over the lovers shielding them in her silvery light
Its gentle rays ripple over smooth soft skin
The beauty of the glowing body hypnotizes one to touch and admire its majesty
How love becomes hunger to lovers as they thirst for each other deeply
To explore and discover all sensitive places that are erogenous and special which will bring euphorious bliss
As it synchronizes in link both hearts and mind, senses awakened and heightened growing sharper every time
Relaxing bodies join as one as temptation infects the rational senses with coming together
Enjoy the pleasures only a warm, wet, heat can give and live for a moment in sweet ectasy in a deep and tight body
It'll leave one breathless and completely sated - unless you'll be wanting more
Once loving sex, it's an unquenchable fire in the soul - along like refreshing water that'll quench the burning thirst
After the indescribable moment, it consumes much more than passion with lovers sated and aglow
"You are Beer-sheva, the garden of the seven lights, and I desire to dwell in you forever." Your lips recite sparks of light clothed in mystical words, your body is an esoteric tent, and the wise meet to observe you. Your golden skin, a scroll where the angels write the desires and the care of the heavens.Your beautiful breasts are divine sphinxes that hide the honey of Wisdom.Who will be worthy of you to feed? On what lips will you distil the sweet and sublime honey that flow That I may be worthy to drink of your honey, and that my mouth have merit to prove the waters of your fountain, for you are the Shrine of the Divine, the dwelling place of the Holy Presence in this world.You are Beer-sheva, The garden of seven lights and I eternally desire to dwell in you. " Sipra Shefatai Tevuna (Lips of Sublime Understanding)
Deepak Sankara Veda
The aged sage.
Holds the key to unlocking one thousand silver clouds.
To thrust the universe into some cosmological balance.
To take te gate of time and stop its flow,
To stop time itself,
and watch the stagnant world.
Without the flow of father time.
I began this journey life,
Not utterly naked or bare,
For every night I gather what is necessary
From leftover strands of someone else's life -
I weave them into a tapestry,
So that when I awake, I sense the richness
Of the Universe where everything continues
Broken down, then taken up again.