3... of the... 5



[photograph courtesy of Denise Harris]


three of the five...
three of the five... senses...
are all that I will need to get my point across...
to make these moments magical... and to give praise... where all praise is due.
due to the subject matter... I choose to express this on a sensual level...
because the subject of the matter is... "I am"... by nature a man of five senses...
woman... I smell... taste... touch... see... and hear you.
you see... because you are as fresh as the very first breath... of spirit...
that gave life and inspiration to this... flesh... every time I breathe in I...
smell you and the mere scent of you makes me high...
is there any wonder why... even when you're not... here... the faint aroma of things like... cinnamon... or honey-colored roses... and suddenly...
memories of you... transforms my mental and my physical... atmosphere.
I mean... it's like... I feel my mouth begin to water as I...
remember the taste... of your love lingering like liquid amber on my tongue...
a... Sa En Aunghk Nut... a celestial water of life...
the proverbial fountain of youth... feeling forever young... I drink you...
to absorb the energy of your "love divine"...
I feel a hunger for your touch... and to touch you... yeah!
to feel the warmth of your flesh... as it... presses against mine...
the feel of our fit... as we come together... the feel of our nature's as they rise...
flooding our bodies with... waves of pleasure... the feel my life-force as it...
pours "out".. of me and "in" to you... into your world... into your womb of...
"cosmic be... coming"... into your nature, and this... most natural experience...
revealed to me... that... what I thought was a duality...
was in essence a polarity... the energy of our individualities... fused... we...
"lost ourselves in" each other... and "found... out" the reality...
is that we are ONE!
do you see what I'm saying? do you hear what I mean?
when I lost myself in you... I realized our sensuality was but a clue...
that this experience of our union... our... love... is on a microcosmic level...
the experience of that same "spirit"... that created this universe...
now... hear what I'm saying... so you can see what I mean...
our five senses only allow us... to encounter our "self" and each other... in a...
physical fashion and the pleasures of these passions...
are sometimes mistaken... as the pleasures of love...
yet... love is far beyond... the five senses, it is you and I...
losing our "selves" in the energy of each other and through this ecstatic union...
this sensual bliss... we experience the spirit of creation...
the spirit of ONENESS...
the origin of all of our desires... the spirit of love
do you understand?
love is a spirit... the spirit of oneness... that exists far beyond our five senses,
the sensual side of our nature... is a path that we must go through...
the pleasures and pains of our passage... provide us with a... clue...
to the source of our... heart's treasure... this spirit of love!
you see... it's like I said before... I only need to use three...
of the five... senses to get my point across...
so you can... hear what I'm saying... see what I mean... feel me...
and the truth... in my words.
however... I am... a sensual man... by nature and...
I want... no I... need... to smell... taste... touch... see... and hear...
the pleasures of you... as we...
share our energy... get lost in each other... make "spiritual love"... and merge!
our natures... as they... RISE!

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