Fruit

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Sucking the seed of a mango I learned to kiss
Tasting the sweet water in melons I learned to tap into the flavor of life,
succulent nectar dripping from each experience

I taste…

not caught up in his superficial
not caught up in his sex
not caught up in domination
or imposing
we are inside of each other

he is,
allowing the energy of me to permeate
as he penetrates me with words and truth

I concentrate on his vernacular and
the way he moves,
his harmonious high steps

Heaven

He balances me with oneness
telling stories of how he became
He is as grateful as I

He says,
“Be with me. Come close, stay close.”

There is nothing between us
that we cannot speak

He,
I breathe

“You have given me something
that I have wanted forever,” he says,

“even before I reincarnated”

We are attracting the things we need to ascend

I have felt peace,
and now I know of it

going, moving forward, and backwards,
and sideways

I will find a way to see you…

always.
In each life.

goddess cyphering

by Shila Iris

A certain kind…

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We don’t talk cause kissing is our language, with eye contact, we ease into conversation

tongues glide, I flip

exchanging melodies with our lips

He breathes into me, my engines boil

he plants seeds,

in my soil

his drip is so loyal, only rising to my occasion

his hands divine,

massaging the sides of my face, and

he provides, a certain kind…

of freedom, a certain kind of love

To suffer a death-like experience and be reborn, a beautiful mind forms…

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A continuous process of spontaneous growth

My thoughts unfold
revealing stories
knowing of enemies
knowing of friends

Having neither,
I abandon the trend of opinion

Throw caution to the wind
for an intimate experience

These mysteries are taboo
I find the voodoo that renews, the truth

is simple when observed from a safe distance
in close quarters, it is hard to define

Possibilities from a point of view
active forces shaping reality

I stare,
into your eye

Choosing life is sometimes goodbye

Walking along the lines of a beautiful mind,
my heart is as light as a feather

I see numbers, red dots and patterns
deciphering while I’m cyphering

I subtract, then add, instead
having nothing, I have it all

This little light of mine, it shines
I praise dance with my hands in the sky

Summoning, the sum total
the evenness of the odds

The electricity, the heartbeat, I am
one plus one, you, two plus two
Six times, I’ve
chosen this life, this form,
the dark heart of a panther
illuminating when penetrated

Indigo golden rod in the hands of, the
magician disappears
a dying god,
brings peace of mind,
eleven times, I’ve
known for two thousand seasons

Through several lives, I’ve
seen the best when it was the worst
is one in the same
The energy can be

can flow

through me, let go
come to, come be

open your eyes and

breathe me.

Thank you for coming!  I am grateful.