Rarely in life are we blessed with peace, full and true
With a time warp of altering moments
Embracing new lovers, with delicate touch
We escape bodies leaving mental torments.
Embarking onto a plain of dimensionless space.
Our souls entangle like clouds high in the summer sky
Endorphins rush through our blood releasing us from a cage
Like a new designer drug taking us to a surreal level of high
Letting go of all of our fears, in safe welcome hands
We become our true selves, inhibition released and untamed
Losing track of time, clock measured in soft forceful kisses.
Your touch greets me with lustful thoughts than can’t be named.
Skin to skin we become wet with desire
Our souls transform to a translucent blue flowing in and out
Eyes see through the darkness, bodies become shadows.
Gradually we realize that a force deep from within begins to shout.
Unfathomable desires begin take over our universe
Past a point of no return, we quench our lust with this water
Baptized by pleasure, letting all of our sins evaporate.
Lying silently, we have brought rain, but our plain grows hotter.
We have suspended the night, new sun now on the brink
A journey has begun in a place that few know
With streams of imagination, running trough fates backdoor.
We have planted seeds in secret places where only dreamers dare go.
Jack Dylan
7/17/06
Without even having read it to the end, I already have decided to pick your name along this Translucent Desire of your poems to be contextually embedded in tomorrow's sequel of my poetry converse through climes & times, that I currently send to a dozen of recipients by SMS, almost daily, along with its casually corresponding scenical picture-messaged images of the day, and it will be your poem, next to two others basicall, that now will set the theme of the next sequel: such a sensational rapport of soulful landscape. Countrys' narcotic commands, they themselves, ought to take over a permissibly regulated and form type to type of drugs varyingly licensed dispensing, it seems...
This is a poem of such seduction, passion and desire... I really enjoyed it. ... putting it in my favorites
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have perfectly captured that first moment of falling and not wanting to land, to be suspended in the moment and have it hold true for eternity.