Life: "There are days when we are open to beauty."
Some of them are not. Life is a marvelous Cat playing with It's pray. With us. Praying. For us?
Sometimes I love To be taken By it's sweet surprises.
Me thinks: "Taboos are there to remain intact!" Tragically Obedient To the law Of Attraction
We dance as infatuated Dervishes dressed in trousers Flowing forth. Toward each other's all pervading Persistent exoplanets orbiting 'ur private passions: : Knowing it' self, its potency Penetrating our thoughts
Mighty male: "Might I Satisfy You?"
I'm such An obsolete Amethyst, good for lucky charms and ready made domesticated potions.
Imploded desires rise and fall Within the invisible canopy Of our dreams and glances Watch us! They rise and fall
Elated Chalices Rise and fall Luminated Fulfiled Flawless Unbreakable Like legends Love!!
Legends love to be loved In silence Of our hearts Heard and ingrained Deep within our souls.
In this modest mode I pretend to be Bemused by little things tossing And turning me around Just to forget your presence And to remember Your immortal spirit.
I yearn for you!
Surpressed passion is all I have; And blue heaven arched upon Spellbound portals. Sheer Kan devour my hide in Seek in the shade.
Moist Of the first creative act Blows the raven away Along scented mahogany At the modest shelter Of our habitual insanity of Sparks and stars Bursting into Flames. . .our Suppressed desires. . .
Tagore: "Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high Where knowledge is free Where the world has not been broken up into fragments By narrow domestic walls Where words come out from the depth of truth Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit Where the mind is led forward by thee Into ever-widening thought and action Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake."