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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Arts · #721771
Kundalini rising
Transcendence
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Memories of shy eyes and uncertain gaze
Through the window of your eyes, we touched
Blinded by your light I did not realize
There is vision in the shadows

Now, as moonlight filters through swaying curtains
We gaze at each other in darkness
I touch the strand of hair falling over your eyebrows
And leave wet kisses behind your ears

You lie there, without hurry, with a mysterious smile
Listening and nourished by a deep enduring silence
I look at your eyes shining in the shadows
And touch your aroused nipples with my tongue

The distance of space falls away
Like leaves from the autumn maple
Yes, it is still there, the awe and mystery and trust
And bonding beyond earthly bodies, beyond youth

I gently caress the gift of your beauty
Feeling with my mind the rising warmth
Energy rising to our navel, heart, throbbing in the solar plexus
Rising and falling like swells of dancing oceans

My fingers drift softly as a feather
Over the smoothness of your gentle curves
Where shadows play with moonlight
Rediscovering familiar pathways for the millionzillionth time

In the moist darkness, I see light
As your spine glows and sparks with electricity
And out of this darkness all seeing begins
I kiss your feet and taste pollen

I rise and float like a lotus
And welcome you on my lap in embrace
You encircle my soul and I smell your being
You rest your head on my shoulders, without a word

We sit in calm and stillness
The planets wait in anticipation
Even time waits with divine undertanding
And the force of creation explodes as a thousand suns

Primordial energies rise in a flood of consciousness
Up and down our spines through enjoined chakras
Still and silent, as it hits the solar plexus
And opens the window of the universe, silent pulsating energy

Together, we close-dance to the music of moonbeams
And move, to the end of eternity
With the rhythms of the tides, seasons and generations
With the rhythms of new beginings

We move before the stars begin to pale
Joined in a primordial beam of white light
And transcend our animal frame and desires
In the free flight of the spirit

I knew, I always knew, in the divine embrace
This is how it was always meant to be
As sure as the change of seasons, transcendence
In the embrace of the purple sun rising all by itself
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