Beloved, Mine,

 

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Beloved, mine,
The days fly
off their spool
like a delicate tapestry
woven from time
that unravels
while sleeping.
Upon waking,
the approaching sun
reveals you there beside me.
I feel a quickening of my soul,
a transcendent drive
to consummate ecstatic union.
I reach out to you
and find you reaching back to me
with delicate hands
and soft touch.
Our lips press.
Our hands caress.
Our bodies entwine.
I enter with intention,
complete in your embrace,
and fall into your eyes.
With every press,
every stroke,
every shared breath,
we reach ever higher.
Our sounds,
like the Song of the Universe,
rise to the Heavens
as the heady scent of us,
like incense,
drifts beyond the atmosphere,
carried by cries of passion
that commune with the Divine.

I turn myself inward,
to see you from within,
and find you looking back at me.
Through your eyes
I see eternity.

We are One.

 


Image: “Spiritual Gate” by Patrick Flies

a moment in eternity

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you are in the kitchen
while I sit in silence in the other room
releasing my thoughts
and the energy that carried me through the day
soft music plays
a bluesy roughness
with hypnotic beat
that draws me near
I come up behind you
pull you close
kiss your neck
pull you close while touching you gently
with purpose
my hand raises to your heart
the focus of my attention
as I lightly caress the base of your spine
I offer the life that flows
from your heart to mine
expand on it
return it to each chakra
one by one
as I whisper love
reassure you
guide our energy with my hand
as I reach Vissudha
I replace my hand, now moved to your belly, with a kiss
then lower my hand to your pelvis
seeking pleasure and finding it there
I rest my head against yours
seeing Ajna light up
feel our crown, now joined,
freely pass our energy back and forth between us
a perpetual, growing light
as I breathe you in
feeling you fill me
and returning it
to fill you
with a peaceful calm
with life
with love
I hold you close
knowing
this is but a moment in eternity

 

Tuesday, 4:30 am

I wake before the sun

Slip quietly out of the bed I’d rather stay in

Walk silently to the bathroom down the hall

Careful not to wake you

I think of you, not forty feet away,

Blissfully asleep as I shower

I imagine waking you with the passion that is yours

Only yours

I step from the hot shower and write your name in the steamy mirror

Smile

Wipe it off and see the man you love looking back at me

I never knew this man before you

Not completely

I know him now

He amazes me as much as you do

He amazes me because he would not exist without you

You have made him better than he ever imagined

I dress in silence

Walk to the kitchen

Make a cup of coffee

Toast

Something healthy to bring with

Always something healthy

So I can live longer with you

I write a note and leave it on the blender

Knowing you’ll see it and smile

Knowing you will think of me and I will smile

I walk to the bedroom in darkness

Sit on the edge of the bed

Breathe you in

Then bend to kiss you softly as I let my hands explore

One touches your face and strokes your hair with adoration

The other slips down your body

Seeks out and finds your treasure

Probes and caresses

You purr and moan lightly

As I remind you of your day

And the love I carry

Always

I taste my fingers and offer you a lingering kiss

Passionate and deep

Another reminder

Of what will come tonight

Then leave for work

With your taste in my mouth

The feel of you on my skin

Your fire in my soul

And love in my heart

with you

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with tips of fingers
that trace your form
that play and dance
on naked flesh

with soul that sees
your perfect light
and delights
in your imperfections

with rise and fall
of each shared breath
that expands
our sacred union

with lips that taste
your mouth
your neck
your back
your inviting treasures

with skin on skin
I draw your near
press against
hold you close
as you take me in
with unhurried intention
unbridled affection
unbroken attention

with eyes locked
in silent praise
pupils expand
with clasping fingers
body raised
swell of fever
rhythm deepens
increasing pleasure
delicious moans
to joyful cry
of voice as One
to rapture!

then laughter

then whispers

and soft touch
with tips of fingers
that trace your form

How long will it take
I wonder
to memorize you

I pray it will take forever