126. Floetry by JulietKego: A Perfect Kiss […with the universe]
I often think that there’s a sacred time when dusk kisses dawn. And sometimes, you wake up into the arms of the universe and your heart stops as you witness the heaven kiss the earth, in what must be an age-long tradition.
One of many magical moments we miss each day: a kiss with the universe, a dance with the gods, a good night sleep with angels, a mating of dreams to reality, smiling into a giggling sun, flirty touches of the rains, teasing clean smell of the wind, the seduction of a detached and cool earth…
I remember the floating feeling when it hit me that we are each in a love affair with the universe and that nature is an eternal muse, at our beckoning. These are the moments of co-creation, of oneness with all there was, is and will be. Today, I wish you many perfect kisses as you bubble into awareness and embrace the courage to make your dreams and purpose manifest…. 🙂
#POETRYÂ Floetry by JulietKego: A Perfect Kiss
Some things float….
Some stay rooted…
A perfect kissÂ
is you and I, tongued;
how we capture
the blinding force
of the stars with our lips
pathways of fireworks
that sparkle in our eyes
and slowly rumble
in our oesophagus
a gord of emotions rupture
as they tumble
into moans, stirred sighs,
a forgotten tingle
The things that float,
like butterflies and joy
simply mingle
and flow into us in hot spits
and sit in our pits
letting out
every sad thing seated
in every corner and lining
of our hearts and souls
our pinkies and toes shout
and dance with excitement
I lean in, drinking in your scent
and we morph, darling
as if afraid to part
no spaces, both of us, daring
to choke the air
between our jellied form
your fingers in my hair
kneading my scalped heart
I want to crawl into you,
into the secret places
untouched by sun gods
clean out crevices
of all caked tears
rent out hidden fears
and stay here, sated in lust
a being that once floated, lost
now found, rooted in you,
we both hiss
mated
in a perfect kiss
of new-found love
your heaven to my earth
Some things float….
Some stay rooted…
(C) Juliet ‘Kego Ume-Onyido
