Fixed And To Be Not Able To Move And Go Beyond Poem by RIC BASTASA

You have fixed yourself like a pole
On this ground unable to move and go beyond
This daintiness (you call it carnality)
What you have in your mind
Are some parts of my human body
This thigh, this navel, this nipple
My legs my lips my tongue


You even hint on
The one that rises in the morning
When I make hot water and look for coffee
And cream
The sound of sipping you said you still crave

I honestly care for you
And I may even make love with you someday
(Or you may just kiss me on my cheek)
But try looking at me as one soul in this darkness
Feel my sighs hear my gentleness
And touch that softness at the center of my being
Light me up like a candle, let the light spread

Now see this lotus in the pond and then take a glimpse
Have awe and then wonder