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REUNION
(Written by Jade Pandora & Gahddess_Worship)
There is the breeze that encircles
each limb when first sight consumes.
Uplifting physical in spirit,
instinctive before the next level.
A glance of Spring's horizon
recalls in its enactment
how we first came together;
when moonrise looked and saw sunset.
We disembark, the reins hang free,
quivering as our mounts settle,
lowering their heads to graze,
winnowing grass, seeds scattered.
None of this is lost upon us.
Our mutual whispers of greet
match the ancestral trees in their
slough of currents through bough tops.
Follow the stream, speak of lovers
who honored its waters long ago.
And, with day's end and now it's night
we are the two who have returned.
Bending with cupped hands,
thirst by sacred water satisfied,
our faces mirrored on crystal surface,
hunger shone from bright eyes reflected.
Anticipating our ritual cleansing,
jubilant fish with a splash sail into the twilight.
Eager fingers help the other to nakedness,
hand-in-hand into the frigid font we submerge.
Lunar godmother’s happy beams
bless our glis'ning heads in unified ripple rising.
Bodies fused in passion's embrace,
lips pressed, sharing life’s breath.
Convivial stars congregate,
peeking beyond ancient Oak’s limbs,
under who's canopy
on a flower-strewn meadow we lie.
Symphony of crickets, in reverent silence falls,
listening to our primal duet.
Fortissimo screams of ecstasy
as, with one deep thrust, our circle closes.
The Great Spirit on the wind whispers
“It is done."
There is the breeze that encircles
each limb when first sight consumes.
Uplifting physical in spirit,
instinctive before the next level.
A glance of Spring's horizon
recalls in its enactment
how we first came together;
when moonrise looked and saw sunset.
We disembark, the reins hang free,
quivering as our mounts settle,
lowering their heads to graze,
winnowing grass, seeds scattered.
None of this is lost upon us.
Our mutual whispers of greet
match the ancestral trees in their
slough of currents through bough tops.
Follow the stream, speak of lovers
who honored its waters long ago.
And, with day's end and now it's night
we are the two who have returned.
Bending with cupped hands,
thirst by sacred water satisfied,
our faces mirrored on crystal surface,
hunger shone from bright eyes reflected.
Anticipating our ritual cleansing,
jubilant fish with a splash sail into the twilight.
Eager fingers help the other to nakedness,
hand-in-hand into the frigid font we submerge.
Lunar godmother’s happy beams
bless our glis'ning heads in unified ripple rising.
Bodies fused in passion's embrace,
lips pressed, sharing life’s breath.
Convivial stars congregate,
peeking beyond ancient Oak’s limbs,
under who's canopy
on a flower-strewn meadow we lie.
Symphony of crickets, in reverent silence falls,
listening to our primal duet.
Fortissimo screams of ecstasy
as, with one deep thrust, our circle closes.
The Great Spirit on the wind whispers
“It is done."
Published 28th Aug 2016
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17th Sep 2016 7:38pm
I absolutely love the strengthening
of ecstasy here
I am engulfed by you two and
such natures
This has lend'd me the nectar
of life.
-Howlings
of ecstasy here
I am engulfed by you two and
such natures
This has lend'd me the nectar
of life.
-Howlings
18th Sep 2016 3:54am
