Canonized Love (My Stella 35) Poem by Prabir Gayen

canonized love.

Come let us kiss and embrace,
Let the sky drop in between both of us,
The gingle of mind will go now, and
Let us feel the warmth of heart.
The rushing stream - let stop a while
for our sweet oneness.
Come have thybreast unlocked and press upon my
onerous heart for the fragrance tospread.
In this silent hour ofsecluded and delicate
breath let us tear our mortal modesty.
Upon the swelling fall of thy waxen breast,
let me sleepand suck honey that drops from
each petal, divine and exotic.
Crush thou o dear, thy long preserved virginity
for corporal hermitage.

Come to kiss me on my bare heart and
notch in everypart and wet it with
kisses rain with contented submission
and die in me,
No bar is there and no coyness
on thy part should fall apart -
the heavenly and sensual temple of love.
Time's chariot will cast dark view,
Ariel fume of mortality,
Comewith delightful conceit
and let me sleep in thy panting
breath,dewyand fulfilling for my corporal dream,
themost sacredpart of thenude view.
Thousand eyesfrom the abode of immortals will
merge in the abysmal pit of absoluteness,
Our unified room of emptiness.
O dear lusty grace, the sacred deluge
of thy amorous shade will evaporate
not my love to fall as rain.

Thy eyesart on me, a mirror that reflects onme,
an unfamiliar face - quint, exotic
and divine but not accidental.
Wrap the fresh mind of minewith thy
garment of love, the blue firmament of mystery.
A symphony, booming sensation will beckon
immortal dirge of oneness - mutual effacement
of our ego conceit for what is not-a contemplativeillumination, and a sense of platonic lore.
No kiss now on this musical cavern
and deep dungeon of soul....
only an empty choice of love,
a sojourn of the deepest core.
Come let us sing in the wholeness
of our being,
Spiritual marriage of our
innermost self and canonisation.