Hidden Place

Falling into waterfalls, silk of an ilk, spun of suns/moons in unison.
Meeting places, contrasts of the vast, together forever: At long last.
Surface of skin – Setting in, reverberations entwined: Poetic lines.
How these times have aligned to this moment when you are: Mine.
 
As I slip-slide across the silk surface: Surfacing in structures of stars.
 
Serpentine being: Chaos & bedlam-lightning rod/lingam pulsating eternal
The waves of you: A currency of current/audacity of electricity-supernal
A movement of grooves in the furrows caressed in creases speaking shadows-sharp
So many grains of sand across so many lands to find a beauty of your fine-design
 
A verdure of curvature caressing the eyes/shades made of candle-lit twilight.
 
Dancing-delicate, saucer-shaped discs, lensed in tear-induced cleansing.
Embarking into a soul-scrying of soaring upon wild winds which mend or end.
This meeting place of lingam-yani manifesting as surging-urges of kundalini.
This meeting place of space over space/face to face: This hidden place.

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