Lady Poetry

Serendipitous seekers/sensual souls/tantric travelers/enlightened being/wrestling lovers/dueling poets/these are my people

Take drags of the pen/ash drops of ink in margins/ my thoughts unfiltered/

Transcendence

Seeing past the moon and stars to a place where silence is consuming.

It is there that I find her.

In her magnificence, wisdom and intensity, the weight of her gravity pulls me.

I have been here before.

Transcending from negative cognition to positive intuition she engulfs me.

Holding me tight to her breast as I reflect on what brought me here to this place.

Why I longed to see her face and come alive in her wake.

But my time is short and soon the applause will begin.

But no sadness because I know I will see her, every time I hit the stage and transcend.