Blue Lotus Poem by black panther eyes eastick

Candles flicker by half moonlight
you knock on the door
i am ready
you enter
my sacred space
my warm enclave
my teasure chest
i lock the door behind you
you are mine tonight...

i thought of you
in the weeks that passed
in visions
in dreams
in passing moments
when earth would meet sky...

Nights
when i
struggeled to lay my head
on my desolute bed
And
mornings when
my guts churned
with the anxiety
of getting through
another day...

Somehow
i felt the stirrings of new beginnings
Is this another tale of of woe, sex and betrayal?
time has not told that story yet...
this tale of union
of longing
of soul seeking in another...

Its a nice thought
that your love can make it better
and if not yours
then it will be anothers.
Whats happening?
i asked myself today
this man makes my belly all swirly...

i cannot
stop thinking about our encounter...
your lean body and the warmth i felt
as we embraced
as we kissed
when you walked in my door
our energy entwining
like serpents
male and female
mixing
stirring
brewing...

Blue lotus
a frenzy
of lovemaking
scenes of you and me
relaying in my mind
he grabbed my hair
and held me in a tight reign
i was a horse
a big black mare
with a long black mane
i allowed him to ride me
ride me till i moaned and writhed...
he roared like a lion.
i almost cried when he rolled off me
i kept myself in check
and came into the present moment
its not him
or him
or him
or him
he is innocent
he is cool
he is my new lover
i like him
i dont want to scare him away
men i connect with on this level are rare.
so im careful
i am smart
i put the past
where it belongs
and stay here
now.
maybe im in love with you
are you in love with me?

What will happen now?
will you be back?
must not obsess
or abcess
only way to move
is to move
and move i must do
move the dross and the karma
and fill myself with love
love from the universal lover
the pulse of the heartbeat of the earth
the seat of my soul felt deep inside my heartspace
the faces of my children when they walk in the door after absence
the colors and textures of the natural world
sensuality in taste and touch
dancing to my favourite tunes
claiming the moment as my own
not just thinking about
you
or you
or you
or you....

candles flicker by half moonlight
blue lotus weaves her magic tonight...