whispers of passion, tendrils of nuance

the heart knows
the air breathes

around and
through

I inhale your
presence and my body slips away

other realms of imagination
vast spaces
between our hands touching
and lips
parting the length and depth,
the breadth of you

we mingle essences, carry the weight
of flesh, know its insistent savagery bearing down
relentlessly, savage rain inside the pleasure dome
filling with tender joy in a sudden insight.

— Kailashana, Jun 08, 2010

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Candlewitch

16 years ago

Dear Anna

I love this poem about emotional and physical love. Love is a threefold journey. It is in the mind, the heart and the body. I love the way you have expressed the physical, but my favorite line is: I inhale your presence and my body slips away Always, Cat

Kailashana

16 years ago

Thank you for reading, Cat?

Thank you for reading, Cat? How are you? In my experience when love is experienced as you spoke "Love is a three fold journey. It is in the mind, the heart and the body." Love becomes spiritual. Spiritual love brings us to the edge of a new world, a possible world of our own creation. ~A "Even if I knew the world were to end tomorrow, I would plant an olive tree today."-- Francis of Assisi

Candlewitch

16 years ago

Dear Anna

I am healing slowly, but healing steadily. Thanks for asking :) Always, Cat

judyanne

16 years ago

...a possible world of our own creation... yes

'we mingle essences, carry the weight of flesh, know its insistent savagery bearing down relentlessly, savage rain inside the pleasure dome filling with tender joy in a sudden insight' i bow to your gift of words anna, but i have trouble with my eyes keeping up with my brain in these lines would you consider 'we mingle essences, carry the weight of flesh, know its insistent savagery bearing down relentlessly, savage rain inside the pleasure dome filling with tender joy in a sudden insight' just me you know..... your usual great write i have come to expect love and hugs judd xxx insight.http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html

Kailashana

16 years ago

Thank you dearest Judd for

Thank you dearest Judd for the read and the critique, but I must ask you: Are you sure you haven't talked with the Professor? He'd be breaking the lines exactly so. lol. I can't help my fingers....or my mind.. with due consideration, of course. ;-) ~A "Even if I knew the world were to end tomorrow, I would plant an olive tree today."-- Francis of Assisi

judyanne

16 years ago

i guess i have something in common with the professor then anna

(((smile)))) sorry - just me. still love it as you present it (((xx))) love and hugs judd xxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html

Nordic cloud

16 years ago

Oh essence of poetry Anna.

Ann of Norway The poem becomes the liquid flowing, the flesh, its weight, the stepping out into space of the imagination and the mingling of all elements, all body and mind, in the sudden insight so wonderfully expressed, as only you can Anna. Love Ann.

xena465

16 years ago

Dear Kailashana

Passion is one of the most complicated emotions we have no control over. We hide it, but it’s there just the same. Xena

Seren

16 years ago

Dear Mum

your writing is always par excellence but this one holds ever more my favourite lines I inhale your presence and my body slips away other realms of imagination vast spaces between our hands touching and lips parting the length and depth, the breadth of you love and hugs JayCee x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")