The deep ache
That cannot be gotten rid of
She must be embraced
Her sweet longing
For union
For hungry mouths
And souls that need each other
Love like that- of Eros and Psyche doesn’t last in reality
Soul’s can’t live with that intensity
But they never forget one another
Psyche and Eros
Dancing together
Invisible threads
Weaving their story
Surrendering control
Opening to the mystery
Feeling the sweet pull
Oening beyond it
Surrendering to God

Read poetry deep inside has movement
No way you can know it go it show it
Without movement vibrational intence
Feeling it submissive wanting it having it

Throwing all else away from it getting it
Inviting it enlighting it being it showing it
Becoming it heart strumming it drumming it
Allowing the poetry within you being it

In the shower like a bird of the hour to defour
Having it become your very soul as in days of old
Heating it loving it all of it  calling it oening it
Driving it thriving it Being alive in it always bold

Alone in it feeling at home in it skin and bone in it
Giving it poetic life from any strife alone or to share
Making love in it higher above in it hand and glove in it
Like you've never known before or any time anywhere

Giving new birth to it with all your worth to it on earth to it
Orgasmicly sposmaticly letting it all becomr you within
Poetic perfection has to have feeling in it imagination in it
All poeticly recreating it of any such a poetic word or sin

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018