Everything,
I want your everything
within.
within my heart, my soul
my dream.
Give me,
give me your fruits, your flowers
your sun-rays, your river.
Give me,
give me your everything
within.
Give me your song,
your dance, your whisper
your moan, your laughter.
Give me,
give me your everything
within.
Moan but not come yet
shudder but not stop yet.
Feel the heat?
It's still flowing.....
like a stream, yours within.
No, not done yet.
I am not done yet,
you are not done yet.
Begin, where we ended
Sun is not up yet.
Let us go on and on....
until Sun is up
and we are past the dawn.
Until we are spent
and our vitality gone.
Let us go for ever...
until death and thereafter.
Let your flesh feed my hunger
let your moan mask my laughter
let my thrust bring you shudder
let my stream flood your river.
No, not done yet.
we are not done yet,
we are not dead yet,
we are not full yet,
we are not empty yet.
Let us begin,
begin again...
see, Sun is not up yet.
© Arun Maji
Painting: John William Godward
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