And she opens her arms
to the sides
Dances
with the coronary
ethereal flowers
ambrosial to the heart
A mimic
inviolable
In the same frequency
of the touch
of the lotus
encircling
my waist
one body
Divine
an indispensable
Lucid trace
to a mind pure
A volatile image of the
universe
in the universe
as the universe
and
almost always there
to be dispersed
like condensed vapor
for the enlightenment
of the other - unaware
of the truth of the self
Rising
from the crest
light of I
the only reason of I
My love dancing
now
Aug 6, 2016
Aug 6, 2016 at 8:21 AM UTC
And she opens her arms
to the sides
Dances
with the coronary
ethereal flowers
ambrosial to the heart
A mimic
inviolable
In the same frequency
of the touch
of the lotus
encircling
my waist
one body
Divine
an indispensable
Lucid trace
to a mind pure
A volatile image of the
universe
in the universe
as the universe
and
almost always there
to be dispersed
like condensed vapor
for the enlightenment
of the other - unaware
of the truth of the self
Rising
from the crest
light of I
the only reason of I
My love dancing
now
