Naked nestled in your soft embrace
Transcending libido for the greenness of the soul
Each limb tickled by different lovers’ tongues
Concentric ripples, aroused nipples
Flowing as a river, wet, free, wild, yet contained
Carving own paths through less traveled mountains
Placing the heart out on the line
Giving fully to the divine
Many shy away in fear
Of a love so deep and deer
Similar to Adams needle
Pure, white blooms towards the earth
Lingam hidden within the pointed
Soft walls of the yoni
Yang and yin in quiet dance
Pure, sensual for the world to see
But only if you can gaze upwards
See the beauty of openness
through secret cascading veils.
~April Rameé
Con espiritu zen – cuadros