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The Fourth Dimension
I've taken leave of my senses
left my mind behind
and here
I am captured, imprisoned
willingly, joyfully, blissfully
in the whitest light....
there are no gods or devils,
no poets or poems
no lovers or haters
just the breath of me
inhaling and exhaling
my Life...
the Life of me still drowns
in the quagmire of the third dimension
when I'm pulled down
by emotions
like the wages of sin
of being human
caught between an animal
and angelic lust for time
and the sequence of thought
as it revolves in the formation
of desire..
but my body is no longer mine
and the thought-form that once was
defining me and dividing me
is history,
I am oscillating in the frequency of
Love.
You will find me and touch me anywhere
and everywhere,
here and there,
where our chakra-dance
is spinning with the moonlit room
face to face,
this Ecstasy is mine alone to share.
Critiques
Eduardo Cruz
17 years 6 months ago
Anna,
Kailashana
17 years 6 months ago
Ahhhh Eddie, in poetry we
Eduardo Cruz
17 years 6 months ago
Anna,
Kailashana
17 years 5 months ago
Sometimes… only
W.C.Wampler
17 years 6 months ago
4th dimention poem
Kailashana
17 years 5 months ago
Ecstasy begets ecstasy.
RSScheerer
17 years 6 months ago
Anna
Kailashana
17 years 5 months ago
Hi Ronda… sure am glad to
Rottiestyl
17 years 5 months ago
Life is in everything. It is
Kailashana
17 years 5 months ago
this property is condemned