The Deeper Pleasure


A deeper pleasure claims you,
When there is nothing in you to own.
When you are tired, exhausted and aching, 
from clinging to your known.
Her power bursts through your boundaries,
Crossing over your drawn
invisible lines.
She spews out of you a torrent,
Of once believed lies.
An orgasmic scream,
Pierces through this dark night.
A primal resurgence
In utter
The body flowers moist with freedom.
Power roars through your veins.
Unfurling the tongue of honesty,
The protectress of the Sacred
Uncoils once again.