They are always kissing,
they can’t control themselves.
Is it not possible,
that any creature can have greater instincts
and perceptions than the mature human mind.
So I see it is true:
all objects in existence are
- Meister Eckhart
Yesterday I made a post that poetry turns me on.
This is one of those.
One of my favourites.
It’s not the turn on that Hollywood shows you or that the magazines talk about.
It’s a turn on at the level of the heart.
When a woman’s heart is turned on, her yoni follows and opens and blossoms and she discovers sensations she never had before.
That’s what poetry does to me.
It’s a poetic foreplay.