THE MYSTIC POD OF LOVE
Either fireflies emitted its gleam or
your passion reformed the
beauty of eternal heart,
its mystified entirely
life, I had kept
the outer
layers
with the hook of thrilling love sting,
as you’re presence within the
mirror, I hadn’t the shame
to change the fabric
of perception,
raising
hands towards the collarbone, spinal
chord, nothing was forbidden
amid us, psyche goes all
the time to touch
the authentic
ecstasy, a natural glamour, charisma -
of your chaste, virtuous love,
holds me to disperse in
wilderness, the
fidelity of
relations keeps my breathing decent,
an illumine persona rises from
the muddy algae covered
pond, among the mass
of hyacinth clusters,
gradually the
stem grows
a pod of
beautiful delicate sleeping petals of
love in the shape of pink lotus.
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