Sacrality proffers divine gifts
Sexuality accepts them
In esoteric aspect
In erotic form
Her breasts are orbs
Of light most pure
Twin bubbles new risen
From paradise’s fountain
Two young pomegranates
Grown on one spray
The display fruit of equanimity
For whom For whom
All eyes All eyes
Hunger Hunger
Contemplate Desire
Avid is that gaze as
Her heart-rending revelation
Her bewildering radiation
Plucks a man from his moorings
Into her naked glory