Sunday, December 25, 2011

Creatures Like No Other

The vast repose of momentary conditioning uncoiling, with the eternal music. There is such exuberance in your movements; subtle sensual and delectable.
I am feeling; rushes so glorious like of yester years. Of stars spangled in the sky eternal. The points combining and weaving stories of your existence as well as mine. In such fragile bouts of love; waning with time.
Equally apart; and at the instant such, coming together again. Below the full moon shining, and the kiss awaiting. The rivers are flowing nearby; waters lifting us. Think about nothing, no one. and the entire existence becomes you; eyes shining as we dance and laugh the night away.
Inside her mind, she loves me like no other. The I is such splendour. So sought after. With every step. with every step dear one, I am one step closer. One step intertwined. What reckoning, do you not see it as well. This is the explosive nature of this kinetic whorl.

Oh you whorl like no other, like no dual I have ever known. Come to my core, in the night where there be no thoughts disturbing us. We are to become creatures of light.
Smiling and kneeling, towards each other; yes yes one step at a time, slowly and making a move like never see before. The dance wraps us up. Drunk on yes the love for the wine. For divine. For the wine.?
Soke in the grapes, and make merry under the tree, yiedling other worldly fruits, something which your tongue knows not, something which you are not. And yet glistening inside you; making you realize. The apple eaten and the wisdom of the snake now forgotton. Make you realize that you are creatures par exellence par light.
Par most realms, yet not even in our minds, where we exist, where we deserve to live. In such torrid affairs, let us counsel the heart. The heart has the property not to lie. To tell the loves way of existence this existence which is being lived by I.
The sensation of grandeur; of the love; of the nausea, for each and all, where ever we are. Whenever we were. The love for the soul. Defining and expanding ever with or without time.
Come sing and laugh, kiss and make erotic noise. Make this existence wake up; follow and raise yourself to your own end, Some things should never change?
Peace and Love. 

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