Sensuality

So intimate is, spectrum of love hues sublime Vivifying our body, through touch sensory As we meld into ambedo trance every time Rekindling thereby, our pristine divinity Sensuality heightened, if we be present Imbibing subtle nuances within our heart Thought rested awareness, flowing with the current At each instant, throb of bliss ignition restarts So intimate is, our continual breath flow Pranic energy, percolating within deep Moment to moment, innate aliveness aglow As the nectar divine, into our pores does seep Mindful presence, equal both within and without Radiating a mysterious magnetism No desires remain, onto which ego may grout Endearing eye, bridging narrow thought form chasms So intimate is, touch of lovers holding hands In silence, exchanging love electricity Their auras intermingling, gently understand Tranquil fulfilment, thus in continuity A walk along the beach, waves lapping up the shore Soft moonlight enlivening the play of delight Love in love with love for love alone, yearns for more Teasing caress divine, radiant day and night So intimate is, the flow of our innocence Flitting gently from sensation to sensation Void and manifestation merged in this parlance A seamless continuum of meditation Our vaporised self, assigning no preference All life coordinates having equal appeal Sensual vibrancy of the divine dream dance Renews afresh that bliss throbs we so fully feel Oh hermit! Each touch intimate and sensual Lived from our stillness fulcrum, as Gods miracle 31-January-2021