the celestial embrace of the bridegroom
the celestial embrace of the bridegroom
is eternal.
this grip, this incalculable spiritual force of love
eliminates the potential of the bride
to spin off helter skelter
into some other realm of imaginary pleasure,
some more attractive imaginary planet.
this sincere sovereign manly embrace,
a latent double XX female equivalent,
binds her rebellious feet with a kiss.
his lips of Forever
prevent asteroid bound detachment
and a foolish desire to free-float
among other seemingly more attractive stars,
novas with bigger horns and sharper points.
this astronomical exploratory delusion
to enter into a strange magnetic field
is nothing more
than an impending imploding black hole.
the embrace of the bridegroom is pure,
a type of unconditional unconscious gravity;
the power of this unseen force
keeps the bride's feet on solid ground,
a prototype of rock
the cleft within which she can hide
and be safe and secure from all alarms.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem