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My Way
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Close to
Paradise,
Where
You kiss my
Scars.
Healing
Us…
Paws.
I want
To be
Trapped
in your
Strong
Paws
And feel
Your power
in the grip
Of your
Embrace
***
I'm here…
Floating in our universe
Among the stars,
I'm waiting for you
And craving us…
***
Magic nectar on your lips,
Kiss and smear on all my curves,
And we will fly away in cosmos
At the same time
Dissolving into each other.
Unity.
You are my Shams, and I am your Rumi.
I write poetry inspired by the alchemy of love,
My philosopher's stone is in your chest.
I mix you with a Damascus rose and a drop of dew,
Not much sun and moon,
Clouds and stardust, a few secret ingredients
Ready elixir of immortality in love,
Taoist mystery mystery,
Taste the soma.
And in the silence, you will hear the symphony of nature,
where the answers to the eternal Questions of life are hidden.
The seekers, always find what they were looking for,
Because there is no other mirror…
Your world is only the depth of your soul.
My Shams, wandering at night has already found,
What he was looking for in my garden,
And what he was looking for, found you,
Your Rumi with the dawn.
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