Beautiful Soul
by Eb-Shura
Soulful beauty, as I turn my eyes towards her
Muscles twitching; the nervousness of my body
pulsates as the olive tone and radiance of her skin
jumps out to greet me with overwhelming enthusiasm.
A rare look into the deepness of her eyes,
blinds me with the illumination of the most perfect diamond.
Her soul speaks to me as she draws back the beautiful curtain of her hair away from her face.
I answer her with a feeling that does not touch
alluding to the fact that her form is not important to me.
The simple sound of her voice sends my body into a nervous free fall, expanding the corners of my mouth in the opposite direction.
I close my eyes to imagine her and in my minds eye…I feel her form, I smell her hair; I trace the curvature of her form with my fingers from her lips to her feet while gently kissing her shoulders. I cannot avoid this image because to do so would being denying what’s true yet I can tame it
because it is an image.
Our souls call on each other, but perceptions push us away. What is this Paradox?
What is this tug of war?
Simply put- she’s out of my reach. It’s like jumping and trying to touch the sun.
However just as the Sun, I take satisfaction that she is there with bright rays that illuminates out to touch me and bath me in the warmth of her kindness, while making love on a celestial dimension.
This I Know As……
My senses are overloading, drowning in an emotional flood trapped in the elixir of the proverbial universal truth.
That essence of complete submission to all that appears
to be right and of the most urgency.
Where is my life preserver?
Save me from this flood, I can only tread for so long.
Dry land eludes me as my sensuality swims up stream,
Fighting the current of all possibilities, unconsciously cursing
the gods for creating this complex scheme of isms.
Why do I want to know her? What is the cause of this new found attraction?
Or was it already there, waiting to be communicated on a higher level?
She captures a part of me that I thought was not possible,
Something I did not prepare for.
This I Know As……..
Walking through this world, with all of its gardens of delight
I have stumbled upon a forbidden fruit; a fruit that is so enticing, so sweet, encapsulated in layers of imperfect perfection.
Eclectic tones of melodious song feel the air when she speaks.
A simple “how are you” leaps from her lips,
enveloping me in a blanket of cinnamon scented wind.
My eyes seek the pleasure of her countenance,
ignited by the spark that infiltrates my whole being,
pulling me in and hypnotizing me with a flutter of her hands.
Centrifugal forces stir in me; giving birth to that well made being, who hides in the blackness of space and time, waiting to become.
I open my mouth yet I cannot speak
larynx held hostage by the simultaneous sensation
of light squeezing, caused by child like shyness,
blushing as I move away from her.
Grounds underneath my feet feel as if they are shaking, as my heart thumps and dances with delight in seeing her face.
This I Know As…..
Her eyes question me, "what is making me feel this way and why are you interested in me?" Silently my eyes respond, "because I see paradise in you!"
A paradise not limited to the imagery of men, and abstract philosophical thought but one that is filled with true love and compassion.
Where the trees speak the truth of the soul, and their fruit bear witness to the heart.
She embraces me, pulls me in to her and kisses me with overwhelming passion, yet does not touch me; causing the celestial kundalini ascension, wishing to enter the jade palace and curl upon the lotus.
I sense a strong connection to her, a connection that
spans past, present and future. One that is so autonomous
that I have no strength to ignore or fight it.
A beauty well made in the eastern sky, bathed in the waters under the Indian moon and clothed in the body of a Hindu Princess, I bow at her feet washing them; as the perspiration from my head falls; due to the eagerness to get next to her.
I look at her again, and she wants to say something, but she
turns away and looks as if she is inviting me to engage her, however the introversion in both of us pushes us apart.
If only she would speak to me, confess what is in her heart
I can be settled. This restlessness that I have is due to the known unknowns. How far do I seek this? Do I stop searching her being?
This I Know As……..
Endlessly I search the four winds of my mind.
Calibrating every inch of my souls compass.
Navigating the waters of her heart with an Armada of vessels.
Loyal to the discovery of the islands of her compassion that
Silently urges me to come closer to her shores
I anchor myself, bracing my convictions
In the dock that lies in the oasis of her sands.
The cooling waters of her voice, melts away
My instinctive male assertiveness, with the accurateness
of a mothers' nurturing touch.
The innocence of her sensuality, encourages my
Passions in the most natural ways, and purest sense.
Allowing for the maturation of our beings' orbit'
Waiting patiently for that perfect alignment.
I feel she wants to reveal her emotions to me,
unwrapping what's been sealed up between her lips.
However, cautiously she holds back, presumptively due
To external forces regulated by diverse cultures.
This I know as....
Transmitted images of her physical,
Sometimes, cordially invite themselves in the
visions of my slumber, my mind impressed
by her authentic beauty both in mental and organic
essence.
As I draw nearer to her and know of her,
it seems that her radiance parallels the brightness of stars.
She has caused an initiation ritual in the depths of all that's me,
raising me up to become a master of my energies in motion.
Anxiousness is what I feel as I slightly tremble
at the thought of holding her as the Gods hold the universe.
Waiting for divine bodies to become, opening the hidden door
to a heighten union.
I long to touch the locks of her hair and the softness of her body.
Nature has blessed her with the gift of true beauty,
that exudes itself facilitating all that is her.
A new chamber in my heart has opened for her, fixated
on loving like I have never loved before.
This I know As.....
The left and right spheres of my brain,
lights up; as synapses' fire upon each other,
vying for the position to secrete the sweet
pheromone nectar that she pulls away from me
as she walks by.
While in her presence, I often want to gently
put her hand inside of mine, pull her close to me
and fall deep into the calmness of her eyes.
Her energy leaps upon me, griping my whole being,
Suspending me in a cloud of happiness.
With our fondness for each other,
we extend past the physical and arrive at an apex
giving meaning to being meaningful.
Nights cannot past quick enough, as I earnestly
wait for the appearance of the sun, ushering in a new day;
another day to see her face.
We make love astrally; both exposed fully in
spiritual nakedness. Ethereal bodies exploding
with ecstasy, tumbling upon each other becoming
a vacuum in the most distant universe, oblivious
to all others.
We orbit each other silently, careful not to expose our
building connection as a hidden covalent bond.
Dodging the mechanisms of an inconsistent society,
we are drawn to each other with the heartbeat of the
planet, expressed in feeling, seen in her eyes and felt
when she speaks.
This I know As
A deluge of e-motions, rains down,
upon the inner chamber of my consciousness
watering that seed in me that grows to serve her
The illumination from her eyes,
photosynthesizes the far reaches of my spirit.
Giving sustenance to my affections for her.
For each encounter; known or unknown,
my soul blooms, with aspirations of acknowledgment,
Passing by the blinding allure of carnal thought.
Roots of my passions are firmly
planted in the fertile soil of my most intimate thoughts.
Leaving the foliage of my actions
dangling, robust with color; in full view,
awaiting the season where she looks at me with an intense curiosity;
wondering if she should embrace my form.
Bulbs of joy, race to turn my face towards the sun,
blossoming into a smile
that is initiated by the concept
of her natural beautiful
Her spirit emits the undeniable aroma of unconditional love
Seen in the depths of her consciousness
And expressed in a simultaneous
ray of light that emulates from the
center of her being.
This I know As...
She invites me to live in our own world
where we cocoon ourselves in silk and velvet expressions
reborn as free souls, kissing the door of the heavens.
As in distant lands, we explore each other's soul
discovering hidden treasures only made known to the worthy.
The bounty that is taken, is held in trust and not squandered
and spent on the application of territorial stimuli.
This I know as you.