Kama Sutra Poem by Mervyn Graham

In whispers of ancient times, a tome unfolds,
Where passion and wisdom intricately moulds.
In verses woven with desire's art,
The Kama Sutra unveils love's gentle start.

Each page a dance, a movement of limbs,
Where bodies merge like ocean's playful whims.
Exploring depths of ecstasy's domain,
In every stroke, a sacred refrain.

From tender touch to fiery embrace,
It guides lovers in their passionate chase.
An ode to pleasure in its myriad of forms,
In every curve, a lesson that transforms.

Positions named like stars in night's embrace,
Guiding lovers through passion's maze.
Yet beyond the physical, its essence blooms,
In connection profound, love ever looms.

From lotus blooms to the soaring dove,
It speaks of union, of soulful love,
In every posture, a tale is told,
Of love's surrender, fearless and bold.

In the merging of two souls entwined,
It finds the rhythm, of heartbeats aligned,
From gentle whispers to passions aflame,
It honors love in every name.

For in the Kama Sutra's ancient verse,
Lies not lust, but a universe.
A celebration of love's divine spark,
Igniting souls in a passionate arc.

So let us heed its timeless call,
In love's embrace, surrendering all.
For in the dance of hearts, we find our truth,
In the sacred pages of eternal youth.

Mervyn Graham (cc 2024)