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My Beloved is a Well...

Satya — Thu, 24 Jan 2008 21:14:38 GMT

Filled with Red molten lava…..melting my solidity into pools of joy Of golden ground and silver garden….appearing everywhere to catch my stride My Beloved is a well…. With wind whisping by….filling my caverns with succulent melody A vast universe, no limit to resist….he offers me sky to dance upon My Beloved is a well…. Turquoise waters unending….I plunge into his depths and drink deep to satisfaction

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Satya — Thu, 07 Sep 2006 01:22:40 GMT

See Let go Touch carress grasp let go Wish decide walk let go Consume fulfillment let go Move with precision step lightly past swinging blades dance wildly and let go There is room for enjoyment here but first let go Be pleased with logic foresight and strength Remember the goal and then let go Hold fast to Intensity wield it fully, fearlessly to surrender and so become the fire

Satya — Thu, 13 Oct 2005 01:12:04 GMT

Unlock the Door As midnights caravan arrives with Turquoise thread spun from drunken prayers Unfasten have tea with me in the darkest hour we'll listen to nightshades bloom and destinies beg for takers Open extending beyond death itself I'll meet you there and offer you a pearl that tastes of sunlight and droplets of sweat Dissolve there is nothing to hold on to here

Satya — Fri, 02 Sep 2005 05:48:02 GMT

there are colors only seen when your eyes hands soul aching touch my deepest longing there are colors only seen when our blind spots align I'm not sure what to say here nothing rhymes or has meter enough to say that there are colors that only reveal themselves in your ecstatic embrace, as our flesh bodies minds collide in mesmerizing harmony. undiscovered colors bursting appearing behind my eyes when I shelter you with my softest disguise. unknowable colors erupting in our passionate liberation. I open my eyes and see colors I've not known before your love

For You

Satya — Tue, 09 Aug 2005 21:05:12 GMT

This life I choose is dedicated to all of You, my loves. Sit near, with your newest love by your side, on your breath, tangled with every thought. Act a little, as though our love moment is not fresh or renewed, and look away soon. My life is Dakshina, a love offering to you. My vow remains, and though our sweetest moments breathe years, lifetimes alive with longing, with knowing... Hold her hand to give my broken heart purpose. Forget me quick and be absorbed, my loves. Be nothing.