Seeing Stars Together
The topics I’m the most scared to write about,
Are parts of me that are currently in hiding,
But that assist in the shaping of me.
The Divinity behind conscious touch,
The Spell cast from the touching of lips,
The ripples oozing each time bodies meet.
How sacred to feel hearts beating together,
Shoulders brushing and energy building,
Two beings amplifying... How Holy.
Hair scented like love,
Soft Hands holding tight,
The thought of it has me folding.
The Divinity becomes lost in touch,
In convenience and in ease,
Creation Rituals turning to disease.
Accessible performance videos,
Disconnected from the magic,
Widespread, and fed to thee.
God runs through the veins that pulse,
Source charges batteries when aware,
Seeing stars together and becoming free.
Tarnished terminologies,
Toilet humour to cover primitive urges,
The most beautiful manipulating the we.
Yearning for transformation through touch,
Once experienced all else unfulfilling,
So sacred, to experience Soul Fueled Intimacy.
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