Boundary-less
she had the habit
of cheerfully violating
others space
her charm
insulating her from rebuke.
Her beauty was boundary-less too,
almond shaped green eyes
flaming red hair
a mouth afire-
pouty with the natural sex appeal
of a goddess
a mantle she wore easily
breath-taking to behold.
Few denied her
said no to her;
she most times
never having to ask
or experience want or need.
Instead she suffered from life's satisfactions
too easily won
and she
floated through life un-moored
with an un-anchored ease
but her ability to give receded
because never exercised.
But I sensed her predicament
taking her face into my two hands
holding it tight.
I took her body
into my arms
and held it tight.
I took her mouth onto my mouth
and heard it whisper:
'I fell in love with you
because I sensed you could contain
all my boundaries
free me from
this boundarylessness
and the pain of relentless freedom.'
I understood
and wrapped my self around her
and felt her surrender
what a sensuous dance you took us through lonnie...a romantic glimpse of what those of us without enforced boundaries yearn for...an insightful beautifully worded piece for sure...pat
Interesting: you have framed the female as the gushing force to be contained and the male as the containing discipline. In Kabbalah, we say the first aspect of duality is Chockmah, the male force, bursting forth without discipline. This force is contained by Binah, the female force of severity.
But of course, all things are mirrored at the various levels of existence.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
I hope you are well, and enjoying summer's blooms!
Blessings,
Chris
asa
Ron
Anna
But of course, all things are mirrored at the various levels of existence.