I welcome you into my heart
as the parched earth of summer
welcomes the first autumn rain…
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Your breath,
the winds of forever
billowing amid my ribs…
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And my breath rolls over you
like endless waves of stars…
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And my breath falls like flowers
into your open palms…
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When my breath falls silent
like the dew of the night
all I want is to be still,
embraced by your arms…
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Slowly, achingly,
your red lips sear into my skin
the alphabet of desire,
liquid words of fire
shifting into endless verses,
poems in my flesh dancing,
ever intensely burning,
scattering over my body
moans and dewdrops
from the womb of your lust.
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Inhaling your scent,
A garden stroked by autumn
Sighs ancient longings,
A kiss older than time blooms
At the center of my heart.
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At the turn of each season
a star unfolds her light
into the heart and soul…
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In your presence
I grow vulnerable
like a flower
opening her arms
to embrace the sun.
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Etched into my skin,
every dawn your love blossoms
into countless white flowers.
~
Her touch upon my skin
drips with moonlight,
jasmine scented whisper
stroking my cheeks,
soaking into my heart.
~
My words upon your skin,
a lightning rolling hard and deep
churning your womb
into an ecstatic fire…
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A lustful hunger
sensuous like dawn’s first rays
aches for your moistness
~
On merged lips
jasmines and green leaves,
their scented dewdrops
scattered on lustful bodies
drawing into us their fire…
…we, the garden of creation
~
Eros binding us,
ever lustfully, ever deeper,
at each moment our love-child
dies and is reborn,
juice and milk
churning through our bodies
seeding the whole earth
~
Come to me,
invade every recess of my being
until I am wholly soaked into you…
~
Dawn,
I writhe tenderly
Like a weeping flame,
Soak my dewdrops
Into your skin & womb
Then fall from your eyes,
An endless rain of longing
Aching for our bodies
To merge in every way…
~
At dawn
my breath bathes your naked body
calling you into me, home…
~
In the shade of my silence
your soul will stretch out and grow,
a flame in desire’s mouth writhing
and seeding night’s womb with endless stars.
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Like desert sands
my skin burns for your touch,
a sky which dry lips
long to kiss the stars.
~
Caressing your lush lips,
my fingertips tracing
endless trails of stars…
~
Come,
plant your lips into mine
and read your burning name.
~
The last thread of dusk
withdraws from the sky
and I slip into the silence,
moonbeams on my lips
whisper your name,
wet me with your sighs.
~
Into a river of stars
my breath melts
and flows over you,
burning dewdrops inscribing
ancient hymns of lust.
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The flush of twilight in my veins,
your drunk kisses through my blood streaming
a song of bliss and woe…
~
Inflamed by your love ~
I am an unbound surge of fire
thundering like Zeus’s hammer
and licking earth and sky.
~
Between your thighs I trace my home,
a course between the stars
raining from your womb;
Into your womb I spill my lust,
a volcano of desire
unifying our hopes,
making us whole…
~
I am an unbound ocean
with a single desire:
to flow into you,
to wash over you,
to rub the salt of my essence
deep into your skin,
to adorn your neck, hands, and feet
with my most precious pearls…
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The stars of our love
I harness from your eyes
and weave into
the most beautiful poetry…
~
My heart is beating.
Come, place your ear against my chest
and shiver to its fire
as it eats you inside out
~
I hold you into me,
a summer of jasmine-breaths
and flower-scented kisses
wafting amid my ribs…
~
Pulling you close
into my lap, your home,
I place my lips against your ear
and whisper, so softly,
my heart in a melting word,
shivering your womb
into a fountain
of lust and love…
~
As I wake
my thought and thirst drift to you
and I fill with such an ache
wanting our bodies
to be joined as one.
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Loving you is dancing
on the tip of the moon-blade
and many a time as I slip
I feel it entering my heart.
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Your tender kiss
breaks my heart open
releasing his jasmine scent
in white whiffs mingling
with the first breath of dawn.
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I vanish into you
like a bird in twilight skies,
like a dewdrop shivering
on the rose’s lips
then falling to her heart.
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Your foot no longer treading my garden
it grew wild and fallow,
each flower a thorn
piercing through my heart.
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Your kiss ~
the pulp of a thousand suns
rushing through my mouth.
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The moon’s sickle
and heaven’s stars
I weave over your head
crowning you,
a queen over my land.
So absolutely beautiful – as always! You are truly gifted – truly.
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Thank you Noora.
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the flower becomes stronger when it embraces the light…
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For that she must open her petals, reveal her heart, and become vulnerable…
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