Burn Me And Be Burnt By Me Poem by Peya Jakob

Burn and be burnt by me
Let us flow together
As you spill your form on me
And I fall to one knee

Passions burn my face
Your spring quenches and excites
My very body is a substance
That yours inevitably ignites

Let softness beat against hard
Glistening out of breath
Held as one who can never let go
Fixed as a plant in wet earth.

I climb the two pillars of the tree
And lose myself in it
Give my life into it
Adit gives it's life to me.