Intimacy ...
Posted on Nov 22nd, 2008
by
Naumadd
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Though we have not met
we are lovers
you
and I
for what you breathe
was once mine
and what I breathe
yours
one time.
My heart
beats with your sighs
your heart
beats with my laughter
your blood
red with my cries
again
and again
ever after.
We are lovers
You
and I
'til we've loved our fill
and said goodbye
to breathe
no more.
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Tagged with: love, intimacy, breath, connections, empathy, compassion, interconnectedness, symbiosis, consciousness, enlightenment

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That is so beautiful! Thank you for sharing it.. Very powerful emotion is envoked with I read this.
I Love This.
Hugs to you my friend!
I especially like the pauses. Poetry needs breath, too. I have a favorite moment in my nightly meditation: The fourth and final set of five breaths.
Along the motion of each -in… , I feel oxygen from “other” enter into my blood vessels and each cell. I search for sensation within each of those inner cells.
Along the motion of each -out… , I feel the t-shirt, pajama bottoms, quilted bed, “out-of-body” mental image, movement from the fan, nitrogen/oxygen collapse along each hair of my body, searching for sensation along the outer cells.
Where again does “Self” split with “Other”? (Though-thread I began after reading No Boundary by Ken Wilber.
Indeed, Lovers we are. Thank you so much for this poem!
A deeply haunting composition, truly.
Blessings~