Take me into your arms
show me the Universe,
shelter me from deception
talk to me wordlessly,
in our vernacular language
breath to my rhythm,
until breathing becomes useless,
decant your abstractions
into my mind as it evanesces,
pour your spirits over my skin
as it dissolves, expose your essence
to my sight as I go blind, soak me
in truth, fill me with vibrations
soothing ones I recognise
able to heal me, restore me
to my original place, undo me,
as I promise to free you
from the mortal carnal precincts
holding us back.
[Featured painting: Tomasz Alen Kopera]