last night, I couldn't sleep a while, -
an unquenched thirst brought
away my soul from your
proximity, I’m not so
sure, how that’s
happened
slowly
in your encircled arms the body was
left over as insensible fleshy mass,
alike something wooden string-
puppet just it performed in
the movement of
fingers on the
tune of
your passionate breath, however - -
the vast vacuity remained as
usual amid us, although
the somatic bliss
crossed all
ethics !
but
why soul didn't get back the eternal
contentment, that question often
stirs my conscience, what’s
lacking between us, that
you couldn't win yet
the soul, or maybe
somewhere in
our love
there’s
needed more transparency, more –
generosity or wild attachment,
it’s really hard to say, but
a new beginning is
required to get
the replete
love - -
I think, we cannot reached until now
In the point of absolute ignition,
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
paintings by Joe Cartwright
an unquenched thirst brought
away my soul from your
proximity, I’m not so
sure, how that’s
happened
slowly
in your encircled arms the body was
left over as insensible fleshy mass,
alike something wooden string-
puppet just it performed in
the movement of
fingers on the
tune of
your passionate breath, however - -
the vast vacuity remained as
usual amid us, although
the somatic bliss
crossed all
ethics !
but
why soul didn't get back the eternal
contentment, that question often
stirs my conscience, what’s
lacking between us, that
you couldn't win yet
the soul, or maybe
somewhere in
our love
there’s
needed more transparency, more –
generosity or wild attachment,
it’s really hard to say, but
a new beginning is
required to get
the replete
love - -
I think, we cannot reached until now
In the point of absolute ignition,
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
paintings by Joe Cartwright
