love in your absence

in the time of exodus, two souls meet and parted

literally collecting the pieces of the self opening to nature's gestures

putting things together in the backpack of risks and change

a weekend full of loving, giving, illuminating and healing 

open, honest, and thankful in total bliss and surrender

the whole milky way showed full cosmic presence

spreads its canopy mirroring the infinite possibilities 

as a living canvass of complex sacred geometry of life 

as the sun closes and opens the day in full texture

opening intimacy and cleansing of hearts

such cosmic embrace contained the explosions 

of divine tantric connection that has reached the deepest self

that makes one realize the inner power of human soul

blessed by star showers and gentle bio luminous sea

bodies shaped the orgasmic cradle of the sand bed 

such magical weekend unfolded in spontaneous generous outburst

reuniting souls as the start of a journey in yoga of the heart 

what more can a woman wish for after such a complete weekend

like fruits in season when picked at the ripe time and age

comes out as perfect juicy harvest that blends in the palette of heart and soul

love can never be the same in tropical island summer in your absence 

it is dangerous to desire love when one embarks on a journey to spiritual liberation

as farewell gift I give away love to the man who needs to love no one but only the self

i want nothing for myself for the universe in equilibrium will bring balance to my desires and needs

my only safe place is to stay in the center and listen to the heart of the universe breathing through me

love reminds me of colors and happiness like rainbows painted on a blue sky

the moment has showed me once more a timeless sacred encounter 

when the elements are aligned, the flowers knows spring and bloom

like mindful everyday connections, fearless of ups and downs like the tide of the ocean 

for the longest journey in search for enlightenment always returns to the ripple of the self

in time my karmic path shall know when love opens life like lotus flowers

growing out of the mud like growing out of pains of the wounded self

love as metamorphosis of self transformation heals the souls 

for in the giving i free myself of my own karmic limitations and roles unfolding 

in the receiving i grow in understanding and trust that life is a perfect matrix of love