Say It Like It Is
Ants creeping under our skin;
soma nectar seeping in,
that bliss beats may dance with glee,
heeding our heart’s soulful plea.
Bliss pheromones pervade form,
magnetism benign and warm,
pulsating by day and night,
heightening our heart’s delight.
By bliss grazed, concepts erased,
innocence dances unfazed,
time dissolves and so does space;
we behold God, face to face.
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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