Triad

Poetae Opus

May the dance keep moving,

For endless pleasure flows,

In the gain of Wisdom!

 

On a smiling air's caress,

Sweaty bodies display their love,

 

And the song they perform is,

The hymn to a Goddess,

Giving birth,

On their skins;

 

May Selfishness not interfere,

In such process of being shaped;

 

May Laugh smooth,

Such a mystery of Intimacy,

 

For Human Spirit gets,

Its true appearance when,

It builds a Temple,

In a four-wall bedroom;

 

So may the Instinct awake,

In the ritual,

Of a red shade!

  • Author: Poetae Opus (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 22nd, 2019 14:02
  • Category: Spiritual
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  • psychofemale

    This was penned very nice. 🙂

    • Poetae Opus

      Thanks for your comment.



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