Thursday, August 15, 2013

Art of love

Will bone beware the art of love,
in filaments of charge, which call
in sticky pearls of dream;
as air knocks light as art?
When skin and heart are tantalised,
the body gathers mind,
and crawls into the lover’s cell,
where life is re-defined.


  1. i like this very much, the contained form heightening the experience in a tantric sort of way... amid a delicious choice of words & weavings - love especially "sticky pearls of dream" & the body/mind crawling into the lover's cell

    1. Thanks. Trying to create the sense of it.....