Oneness desires 

At times I wish 

we fold each other 

as blanket

just like the sheets

and our soothing flesh

cool 

heat 

sheathing my serpent 

into your garden

we mess

and our flesh meets

the doors opened

our gates pressed 

firmly against 

just like raw meat

we simmer from the heat

our hearts beating

like a drum beat

each breath singing 

praising the Source

we become one

lost in Abyss 

Pawan, India —soul with passion and love.

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