Shakti

Shakti; the clash of lightning, shining through the soul

Let people take away from me food and air

But if you are taken away

I start to die

Your lips my weakness

They shoot sunrays into my heart

And your hips put to shame

The Pacific Popcorn Flower,

Your eyes and the moon are twins

Your eyes magnetise than Jupiter’s magnetosphere

Like the hurricane

You destroy all beauties in your sight

What are rubies before you?

The clothing of a street beggar

The longest distance between us

Is the sound of our breath!

We are two hearts; Glued with the honey

Invade me with your lips

Stab me with your tongue

Pierce me with your fingers

And let my rod penetrate

The garden between your legs;

Leaving each other

Wanting more of every second,

And remain imprisoned until

Our stars lead us home