Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Sans

She caught my sight 
like the waxing moon would
subtle yet glowing
she was all that existed that night


A gaze turned into a word
and then into words 
only we knew we uttered
if eyes could talk, you'd have heard


Her presence broke 
broke into fragments 
that I could easily absorb
She came onto me with a soft stroke


She pierced into my guarded mystery 
with her scythe of a passion
unraveling my dire need for her
Restraint, turned history


Bodiless , we were making love
catching glimpses of things unknown
we reached our peaks of ecstasy
nestled but burning reaching above


She plundered the Unknown's mighty estate
Took me knocking down walls 
the world around us built
we left nothing to fate


Multiple realities started to take form
It was our own truth
that we were meant to be
Unaffected by the norm


I had seen scavengers who hunted for lust
and those for whom I was just a highway
But her unfathomable want for nothing - but me
turned into flames, that never turned dust


She replaced the trail 
of concepts that ruled the world,
choked and limited lives
into a black and white or facing the nail


Orgasm. It happened to our soul.
As she knew me and I knew her
Merging and emerging
we became a whole


Then I knew
Then I found
The soul is not a He
Or a She


If only you did feel
her soulbeat alive
Caressing my senses
A sweet surrender , it did heal.


There is no shame
in such a love
A deathless soul
And divine, the name.