Holy recitations
Of love
And longing
In an orgasmic wave
As you slip
By the moisture
Of my sweat
Your nails like scalpels
Cutting
Making tattoos
On my chest
On the back of your body
My soul melts
The convulsive spirit
We recreate
Ourselves
As new beings
We are both
God and goddess
Shore and wave
This very moment
2/2/2010
Islamabad
In Continuity of the poem "Holding You Firm"
wahaa Sadiq! ! ! ! ! ! extempore! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! you made me a.........
GOD AND GODDESS Theres a slip Between the cup and the lip I know your lips have Tasted that wine bolsted your sinews With energies anew taken you to fabulous realms Where no battered dreams Were made to rest So that on your wilted crest A star is born With a crescent of a moon But remember that There will be no solace Until and when that storm which has arisen is made to rest and only then new beings we become God and Goddess Shore and wave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Shore and wave This very moment' - lovely!