قبلة الشمس التي زرعتها الحياة في قلبي احترقت
عندما لامس جبينك جبيني،
عندما تعانقت أنفاسنا وسط حقول شفاهنا المتشابكة،
واذ بي عمود من لهب ملتف كالأفعى حول بحر شبقك،
عاصراً رحيق أنوثتك نجوماً منثورة فوق ألسنة الأرض العطشى،
ذائباً في جسدك كجمر أحمر لأنمو،
أشجار فاكهتها نجومٌ بشرتها حمراء
وقلبها أتون بالشعر يزبد.
Your silence lured me in
then you burst into song ~
your mouth exhaling winged flames,
myriads encircling me,
their fiery wings brushing my skin
and circling ever closer, tighter,
their hunger kissing my body
with ever more ferocity
reaping my surrender
into your burning sun.
Let me soak the moon into your tender belly
And slowly, slowly, knead it into your aching womb,
Raising it upwards to birth it from your lips,
A great moan fluttering full and white
And filling night’s soul with the waters of our bliss.
When I think of you
a star rises from my heart to my mouth
and then flutters out through the world
like a white butterfly
looking for the flower of your mouth
to plunge inside, and tell you.
…and I am always thinking of you.
Love consumes time to an extent
you lose all awareness of it.
Night, day; second, hour –
all become the same,
floating, blissful, in clarity…
What am I?
A shaft of wheat swaying in the moonlight.
A bird setting his wings into the sunset sky.
A dewdrop, now here, now vanishing inside the rose.
There is a love we pay for with our entire life,
keeping nothing, giving everything away.
Seek that love.
Burn and drown in it.
Let it possess you to your deepest soul.
As you sleep, I exhale the desire of my being into the womb of night, shivering all stars into one mighty ocean moving to the rhythm of my poet-fingers and breath and raining through your window, embers, infinite droplets of light enmeshed around you like a burning cloud now weeping softly, each drop melting into your skin, sending soft pleasure in waves through your body, down to your womb, stirring you tenderly into an ecstatic dream moaning gently upon your full lips, arching your back and oozing white musk from your flower’s depth, as then my stars-shaped-hands seep from the cloud and merge into yours guiding them slowly to your flower and well, fiery fingers circling and turning like a sun treading through the heavens, fountains of fire cascading from the cloud in waterfalls of light and finding your flower’s eager mouth and the swollen pearl rising over her like a crown, fingers and hot water kneading, rubbing, and pressing raising you slowly and tenderly to heaven’s peak where your body bursts into infinite stars and free falls white and wet back into the arms of a deep, tender sleep, quenched on the lust of my endless love.
For offering –
your pearl of desire
swollen and pulsing,
a sun crowning
your well of secrets
and exuding in my mouth
the light of your being,
the fire of your soul.
an open house of being,
of shared thoughts, whispers, and heartbeats
where our lifelines swirl and tangle,
our fingers and breaths entwining
deep in the earth,
high in the sky…
Night is here.
My heart, a fountain bubbling
and rising to my lips
wanting to be planted between your eyes,
to wash over your face.
Come to me,
let me untangle your darkest desires
upon my loving altar,
bind your flight and wings
to my horizon and sky,
setting your soul free.
Your lust and mine
entangling like serpents
ceremoniously weaved by love’s hand
into a single, feverish flame
uniting earth and sky.
Give me your moistness
and let me weave you poems
blossoming in full petals of wine
melting as I place them in your mouth
and dripping back as your crimson lips
are laid wrapped around my flame,
kneading it with hunger and burning lust.
I want a love so great
it melts my flesh from its bones
and sends me rushing
like a ball of fire
into the flaming pits of hell…
… I want you
my eyes and yours
fixed into each other
amidst our tender and violent collisions…
Thirst, vast and great
stirs in my chest
in the hour before dawn
as I move over you,
a wave of tender greed,
mouth suckling eager
at your founts
of honey and milk,
fire churning down my throat
and permeating my body as,
half-awake, the flame in me stirs
and thrusts into your womb
slow, rhythmic, and deep,
flesh shivering and melting
into warm sacred tears scattered
in the ponds of our merged faces
between wakefulness and sleep,
two bodies bound infinite
inside a succulent love-dream,
shaking as the honeyed milk I suckled
flows back into you,
hot lava, seed scattered deep,
mystical union, delirious fever,
love, a magical oneness
breaking the palm of dawn,
a tender, white flower.
My body a churning ocean
Aching to unite and flow into you,
Loosen all stars from their orbits
Making them pour over our tangled lust like dew,
Wetting and soaking into our heat,
Frothing over our united shore,
Welding us, inseparable, as into each other we explode
Giving the sun out to the world
And falling into each other’s arms,
Drunk on this musk,
Blissful in this home…