The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible. ~Vladimir Nabakov

Friday, April 23, 2010

The K-I-S-S

Of cosmic dust we appear in stars
Two soul dimensions, woman and man
Consciousness of lights eternal spark
I sense as if you held my hand
We yearn and search for our light
The other half of us that which is home
Spiralling into the alchemy of time
For the ONE not to live alone
Enchanted are these moistened lips
Within midnight hours by flickering fire
Twin flames of Oneness seek union
Limited by this our mortal desire
Beating hearts longing for the lost
We sense this heat of our undying bliss
Yet journeys apart must we be living
Merging in afterlife with the kiss
Each tranquil spirit their aura of hue
Connected in flashes with dreams of you
By vast roaring flames of helix rods
We spiral out in the colour blue
Into the sea of love we return home
Of matter we exist yet higher dimension
Polar magnetism of self in electricity
In sub-levels of comprehension

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