Nude Spaces



closely knit blood vessels
intertwined as the cathedral of ONE
self-standing electrical impulses
interpolated in natural condensation of love
drumbeats breaking barriers
as carriers of irony and charm

mingling deep into the void
as the lover's breath in radiating calm 

what is iniquity when in a dream?
and when the dream is life...

the lotus as it grows in the bewildered embrace,
is it YOU who decides?

was the universal ocean churned by the gods or the lovers?
 or... or, did the union of the love sprout as the oceans?

who nestles in the heart? the impulse or the ONE?
or is it the poetry of love, can it ever be found?

is this poetry a foolish prattle
trying to settle in the ceaseless cradle of a dream
the silent screams of ignorance
claiming to be one with the pearls of pleasureful thrills

are you quite enough to hear this?
...the silence between the nude spaces

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