i wonder what its like
to be made love to
like that..
where all of the world
seems to stop
all at once
and the earth spins faster
till youre dizzy
with need
and your breath halts in place
while gasping for more
and your hands can’t stop moving
in the panic
of life..
i wonder what its like
to feel that inside
and know that the outside
has finally caught up
with the need
and the pain
and the fears
and the dreams
and the feeling that
you
might never happen,
but have.
and in that moment,
of coming into
where hearts have collided,
and breath
becomes one
and you cannot distinguish
one drop
from the next,
where heavy doesn’t feel
and feelings don’t weigh
and tongues languish
lazily
on shoulders
and ears
and fingers lay
limp
grasping love
in their
prints..
perhaps in that world
i would finally
feel.
There is a vine entwined floral arch
At the entrance to a garden of wonderful delights;
A portal between a world of pain
And a paradise of the sweetest scents and sounds and sights.
You stand on the hither side of this gate,
Pining for what lies beyond,
Not knowing the only step you must take
Is the wave of imagination’s magic wand.
The reality we fear that holds us fast
Is a bond that resides in our mind alone;
The freedom we seek but cannot find
Is the freedom with which a wish we can own.
You find yourself on the thither side now,
Having let go of fetters you had held in place,
Free to soar, to feel, to scream,
To melt into love’s warm and safe embrace.
Interesting. Pleasant imagery. So then, all in the mind huh?
Only the impenetrability of the barriers and the portals past them. The rest is the meeting of minds, and bodies, and senses, and world.
Ok 🙂
Everything begins and ends in the mind, and much of the rest is a manifestation of what’s in the mind. So, while it’s not “all in the mind,” far more than almost any of us realize is.
That which seems insurmountable rarely is. That which feels unbearable can be borne. That which feels unattainable, but does not exceed the bounds of physical reality or current technological capability, can usually be attained. Pain does not have to define us, though it tries to, constantly. There is a freedom awaiting us all, that nothing can prevent a determined mind and soul from grasping hold of and making one’s own.
I agree.