intoxication

divine transcendence

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my love
hold my hand and guide me
through blazing comets
streaking naked
across the midnight sky

seduced hearts
once intoxicated in Love
incessantly burn bright

take me in your arms
slowly disrobe my essence
between me and you
there is nothing left to hide

as our bodies know each other
feel our souls collide
let go of thoughts
and bathe with me
in pure shimmering Light

feed me
your hand plucked stars
suspended
from our cosmic paradise

drenched
in holy laughter
and fluttering kisses
watch our souls take flight

when guided by the Spirit
close your eyes
and feel us transcend as one
as we lie washed out
in the moonlight
you and I

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quiet letter

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unfettered tides
undress the soul
a sweet surrender

me in you
you in me
slow falling
a wordless wonder

your lips against mine
intoxicating aphrodisiac
shivers down my spine

life in letters
breaths in poetry
me and you
frozen in time

…..

music by the Danish band Bliss

∘∾∘

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ask from the dark clouds
or the flaming hearth
of endless nights spent
in waking eyes
that knew
neither rest
nor sleep

ask from the tears
that were too tired
to be wept
from the lips that bled
unutterable words
in sweet pain
of longing

all seeking
in unison
a window
a door
to reach you,
to enter
your perfumed garden
only to find
one full moon night
as if it were a dream
as if I needed to be pinched
in that fleeting moment
when I saw
you closing the window
me inside
with you
me inside
with the beauty unseen
with the timeless truth
giving me a dose
of intoxication
that will take
a few lifetimes to recover
that will take
more than
a few lifetimes
to recover

rufescent gaze

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how beautifully strange
is stealing of flaming glances
with your beloved –
intoxication suffuses
from each pore
when those eyes dawn over you

time, space, sounds vanish
forgetfulness embraces
the world crumbles away
each sigh, every lament
all prayers answered
tenfold

in the opening of hearts
enough is not enough
a sweet blossoming death
in every exchange

…..

art by Johnathan Ball

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