----spirit----

----SPIRIT-----

My lover, and me.
Open, we are one.
Giving all that we are.
The, I Am.
Feeding my heart.
My soul rejoices
How could it be this lover in me.

One heart true,
and whole.
Not without,
within you see.
Spirit comes to me.

Passions born, and set aflame
This lover embraces the same,
Kisses with tenderness
the intimate regions where worlds collide.
He comes from the other side.
Dressed in nakedness of wonder.

Sure in this place.
Asking for nothing more.
Not minding storms
for love is a hunger
Love is the spirit in me.

My Lover in me.
Side by side,
and deep within.
I breath existence from this awareness.
His name is Spirit.
My lover in me.

 

Beautiful, as always.

 

Nice way of putting it


love only comes from the inside

 

You are definitely on a roll~! Thanks, this was wonderful

 

it fills every void, as we give back to the world, its emanation.

much love

 

Silence washes over me as these poetic lines shift from expression to reception finding my own perception mirrored multiple in what has already been written ...wondering if anything new can be expressed with these already defined words. If these threads went back before this to a more ancient beginning would I stop the reading and searching and questioning to abide in formless stillness.