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Tilth

Seek me. I am the vessel I am the clay pot, the keeper of sweet midnight secrets.

Water me. I am the summer crop the winter rain, the damp earth beneath your feet.

Drink from me. I am the morning sunlight the evening dewfall, I am liquid love.

Wake up to me. I taste like lightening and my skin smells of your deepest darkest desire.

Sufi-poetess

Sweet surrender…

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PLOP PLOP

Stunned  Who I was who I am lost  Swallowed up in the swirl of pain and chaos and delusions 

As my lover spins 

My world fades  Slices of me pieces of flesh  fall bloodlessly silently to the floor 

Plop plop 

My pound of flesh spent  My lover satiated  I gather the pieces  And start the long and lonely journey home

-will anyone ever love all of me

Hide and Seek 2021 oil on Canvas  Scherezade Junejo

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Courage

Who can tell me about courage 

Within a rotting carcass,  Flesh mangled upon flesh  We search deep, both of us our  Fingers poking and prodding that which lies fallow  For signs of life

When I reached for you at night When I saw your true face   When time stood still as the light shone on our darkness 

When I broke my hand on your face 

When you broke me

Who can tell me about courage  When we lie alone in dreamless sleep  We search deep, both of us, within that carcass  For peace

-is it really over or can I poke a hole all the way back to your heart

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See me Time has a funny way 
Of turning things around 
I wish we were there
We were already there 
Basking in our future sound 
The sound blasts 
The branch breaks in the tree 
And we fly forth like birds from the sea 
 The break is harsh
But it is true It is me The air all around me 
The air all around me 
And suddenly I see 
Begging you please Baby 
Please See me

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Crimson Tears

I would

scour the earth 
circle the moon and back 
walk a thousand miles 
just to watch those crimson teardrops fall

I wonder, do your lips still taste like blood

-Sufi-poetess

Photo credit #pier59

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Untouchable

"My Beauty is my vengeance, it makes me untouchable. Like an incandescent being from the spirit world, I’m always just out of reach".

-Sufi-poetess

Ectoplasm circa 2012 photographer unknown

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I am only existence in love with itself.

(via michaelbogild)

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Passionless, we turn As I hold your hand, Short sweet bursts of love And you, you are breathless. Bittersweet, love takes hold And cradles me in her arms We softly slip into that gentle abyss I fade into you

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Growing Pains

The victim in her shone like a bright light beckoning and teasing. As she looked up at him he thought he was gazing into the face of an angel. Her eyes glowed while his darkened and he burned with the desire to watch them dim. She felt her own purity and it was inevitable. She knew by this next act she would be made whole. When it happened it was like a dance in which they both played choreographed roles twisting, turning, falling. Almost like the way they would make love. He stopped squeezing before she took her final breath, but the bruises remained for months like tiny blue rosary beads dotted around her neck.  

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Sufi-poetess

Le Prieuré Saint-Thomas Epernon

“But don’t you see, I am a Seeker. And a Seeker’s purity is unmatched as he lives for his passion and is travelling the long dark night home…”

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Because the sunset, like survival, exists only on the verge of its own disappearing. To be gorgeous, you must first be seen, but to be seen allows you to be hunted.

Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous (via larmoyante)

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the bees are busy

the earth is weeping and all manner of living beings congregate concerned about the mayhem

the bees are busy building honeycombs the ants scurry building a blanket beneath your feet to sweeten the blow

entire landscapes shift and change shimmering lights-cascades of blue and green- pour over your shattered human heart

all of nature has rallied. all humanity stands still within your single teardrop we stand redeemed

Sufi-poetess

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Tilth

Seek me. I am the vessel I am the clay pot, the keeper of sweet midnight secrets.

Water me. I am the summer crop the winter rain, the damp earth beneath your feet.

Drink from me. I am the morning sunlight the evening dewfall, I am liquid love.

Wake up to me. I taste like lightening and my skin smells of your deepest darkest desire.

Sufi-poetess

Sweet surrender...

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A Poem about Pleasure

In the twilight in the shadows  tenderly reflecting/ she’s the mirror-  

Incandescence/ it lights the stream 

Punished and tormented that’s where her willing flesh goes.

Don’t you know she is caged by the prison of her own mind

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Pain will set me free

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A Song that Rhymes

Sing a song of papyrus Thin and reed-like and scrolled Queens came before and will come again My love is yet to unfold

Sing a song of wilderness Of forests green and clear Of birdies and beasties and summer blooms My Lady has nothing to fear

Sing a song of sixpence Of fairies and matchstick girls  Of nursery rhymes and olden times And he will gift you a garland of pearls

Sing oh sing my merry men Save me a bucket of tears For alas and alack she no longer lays on her back And her body, she craves you no more

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Medieval irreverence

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“I love you for me. Relax, its purely selfish. I will find all your cracks and slowly seep in. Like water into parched earth, like pure essence into the great soul. You will be soaked with my me-ness and I will follow you to the ends of the earth.”

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Bountiful blissful and beautiful

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Sik at Petra Jordan

Each channel each crevice each momentous and bloody movement forward towards your heart space is joy.

- Sufi-poetess

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