Image extracted from The Mind Unleashed Facebook page
A great hunger in the heart
Deep in cavernous chest
Pounding drums I hear
Binding me to lover’s quest
No fear of the longing
No weakness in the bones
Courage like a bow
Strung tight, arrow honed
All cells line up
Along a magnetic field
I am the compass pointing north
My love I wield
Awakening a memory
Forgotten in all but a dream
Leaving an illusion
Nothing is as it seems
Passion is the blood water
That traverses the river vessels true
Flooding the body hot
A mind awash with your hues
Pulse racing, sweat pooling
Canyon lands laid bare
A tempo to be sated
In dark hours, boundless to share
The scent lingers on the skin
Hand rests lazy on the breast
Warm are the muscles, mingled
Ah my love I now must rest
Meditation Travelogue 
Sizzle!
Pretty good! I can imagine this being set to music.
Thanks! I have decided if I’m going to be a poet than I need to test my skills at the many passions. Spirituality, love, sex, suffering, joy and see how I do. I’m working in a writer’s group that plays with a variety of tools to stimulate the mind. Trying different subjects for poetry is my current project. I think I nailed it on this one….. No pun intended. 🙂
I can see a control even at the moment of letting go. Beautiful. Keep experimenting. Nazir
Controlled…. Interesting word to use. I sense you are suggesting I could do a little better and I don’t mean that in a bad way. More like you are saying, “Good first run…. Now let’s see what you can do.”
Pretty good! I can imagine this being set to music.
Funny you should mention that, as I have a friend who is a musician. He does his own song writing and for some reason it’s hard for me to here a poem in music. But I’m thinking it’s just my orientation. I love music, but I don’t think in music.