Sheathed in translucent silk baring your beauty softened
you appear before my eyes a phantom
Shadowed and erotically luminous in the light glowing
from our joint soul
Your eyes, glowing sapphires, filled with a promise of passion and hinting of magic and mischief
Eyes that invite my soul to a dance, to feast in communion.
Bending the texture of silk, your breasts, perfect
nourrishing me with their milk, your tenderness and love
Aureoles encircle fountains that feed both body and soul
aching for the tug of tongue and lips
and the kisses of need.
Framed in the strength of body
erotically alive to my touch,
the birthplace of passion and the human race
A place of mystery, shadow and magic.
Within your depths, this homeland of the soul, I am reborn
Reborn in love, a love child, a loved man.
Your centre, a warm hearth that embraces,
melts denials and banishes shadow
Life ... creation ... love flows as warm nectar
in moist union of spirit.
Thus two become one
and the universe is complete through the communion of souls
A sacrament of love between ghosts
A song between soul mates.
For a period of time after completing my Master's program, I found myself almost zombe-like in relation to people. In the autumn, I sought help with a reaching out to another man who became my counsellor. He didn't waste much time before suggesting that I attend a retreat session for teachers such as myself, who were struggling. I knew that this was important, and attended. While there, I began to listen to different music, really listen. I also began to re-establish a routine of meditation, something that I used to do more than twenty years earlier. My dreams began to make themselves more present. It is around this time that I saw that I had ignored my soul, the anima. I had to begin to develop a relationship with my soul. Curiously, it meant that I had to fall in love with it, to acknowledge it. Yet, at the time, I heard, saw and felt this need but refused to understand. And so, it remained something simply trapped in my head.
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