Yoni
Petals in bloom,
Opening for the Sun.
Fire and heat descend,
Lips moisten in anticipation.
Summoning to the sacred garden,
Coming in reverie.
Opening
Open to me my Love,
Your heart I wish to penetrate,
Forbidden fruit I yearn to taste.
Passion flows from my fountain,
For Freedom flourishes in choice,
And fades so easily in matrimony.
Yoked together for ten years now,
Through mutual respect, programming, obligation,
As well as our own sacred vows.
How much have we hidden, squashed, or destroyed
Within ourselves to remain faithful?
Have I not shrunk into the man
You have come to love and resent?
Let us free the bonds of marriage,
Go forth and let your yoni shine,
My lingam yearns yet again.
Desire grows – I find myself
Yearning for you more than ever,
As I stand in my own sexual sovereignty.
Too Much
To give love freely without reservation,
Irrespective of its reception,
In hopeful attunement.
The landing is marred,
How many times shall we try,
Before the hurt becomes too strong.
Heart begins to withdraw,
Hiding in shadows of love,
Portals close.
A wild bird,
Yearning to be free,
Weary to be held.
I am that captor,
A young boy holding beauty,
Squeezing too tightly.
Nervous systems mingle,
Hug yet not smother,
Support without enabling.
Magnetic souls polarize,
Fields realign,
Sovereign yet aligned.
Ring
Circular band denoting eternal devotion,
Sacred and powerful talisman,
Protector of monogamy, defender of matrimony,
Chasing away would be thieves of this love.
Ensuring none other capture thy heart,
Strong and resolute in its vow.
Naked and vulnerable we stand before one another,
What if we choose to remove the rings?
I release you from restrictive vows,
Your sexual desires become my own.
To bloom under the Sun of another,
No longer harboring your sacred lotus flower for myself.
My soul wishes yours to be free,
Even when we are not flying together.
Delighting in your power and sovereignty,
Loving to watch you shine.
Sweeter is the flower,
Chosen amongst the fields.