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Matangi Yantra and color

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Love Repose A Poem It was in the year three, day six, at the ninth hour that I saw you for the first time; and I waited at every dawn for you to come out from the ocean like the sun. And I waited for you to take notice of me, and filled with your light my dark empty life. For your light feels like olive oil soothing my aching heart. You must be insane to love someone like me, I told me. For I live in a dream within a dream within a dream within a dream and sometimes I confuse my own self of which dream I will find the real you. It is 4:14 a.m. again and I think oh, my mother-goddess, is he, too, thinking of me? His love is like a tsunami drowning me like a wild fire burning me what I feel is what I write and what I feel is what I remember and what I remember is you dancing with me under the full moonlight Today I decided to be with myself to be a companion to myself and forget the darkness that surrounds me And I will wait for you at my dawn during the morning mist As the morning star lives, Are the words of my vow I will walk to my place and stand looking for a sign But why am I searching for you in the stars of heaven? Yes, I know it sounds silly Your body is like a white sweet gardenia flower That with my eyes closed, I imagine you here with me my head buried in your neck, As I embrace your body and I drink the scent rising from your soul

56 views · Jun 7th

More from great-spirit lodge

Matangi Yantra and color

58 views · Jun 7th

Love Repose A Poem It was in the year three, day six, at the ninth hour that I saw you for the first time; and I waited at every dawn for you to come out from the ocean like the sun. And I waited for you to take notice of me, and filled with your light my dark empty life. For your light feels like olive oil soothing my aching heart. You must be insane to love someone like me, I told me. For I live in a dream within a dream within a dream within a dream and sometimes I confuse my own self of which dream I will find the real you. It is 4:14 a.m. again and I think oh, my mother-goddess, is he, too, thinking of me? His love is like a tsunami drowning me like a wild fire burning me what I feel is what I write and what I feel is what I remember and what I remember is you dancing with me under the full moonlight Today I decided to be with myself to be a companion to myself and forget the darkness that surrounds me And I will wait for you at my dawn during the morning mist As the morning star lives, Are the words of my vow I will walk to my place and stand looking for a sign But why am I searching for you in the stars of heaven? Yes, I know it sounds silly Your body is like a white sweet gardenia flower That with my eyes closed, I imagine you here with me my head buried in your neck, As I embrace your body and I drink the scent rising from your soul

56 views · Jun 7th