a distant yearning

Lovers,
we are water beings surrounded in blue light
we dance our
Ecstasy
Unknown gods and godesses are we
break waves on
familiar shores
dream skins glowing,
pulsating,
Tantra
drinks us
swallows us
whole,
rising tsunamis
cresting
desire after desire
we paint our lust in agony
there is no end to our
Being

Heaven Help Us

— Kailashana, Apr 12, 2009

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Kailashana

17 years 1 month ago

And an Easter Poem:The Peace

And an Easter Poem: The Peace Lily grows in defiance against all odds, its naked beauty resurrects the spring from the grave of self-defeat where poets walk rivers flow the bridge to God is white as snow our love will surely never end. (It is sometimes called the Cleveland Peace Lily. Love to All, Anna

Craig Norris

17 years 1 month ago

Wow

This poem is really great, I love it and the easter poem. There is no end to our being, I find this quite a positive, means that there is plenty of time for heaven to do it's work. Regards Craig.

Kailashana

17 years 1 month ago

and there’s no end to hell

and there's no end to hell either ;-) ~A "The way you make love is the way God will be with you." Rumi

Craig Norris

17 years 1 month ago

minor details

"The way you make love is the way God will be with you"

Nordic cloud

17 years 1 month ago

We reciprocate our love

And love your charming poem joining the morning of Easter and its heavily loaded message, while the daffodils bloom in clouds. Ann of Norway

Kailashana

17 years 1 month ago

Hmmm…. reciprocated love?

Hmmm.... reciprocated love? Is there such a thing? If there is, it certainly is not reciprocated in anything I know. ;-) Love. ~A "The way you make love is the way God will be with you." Rumi