P o e t r y
I want nothing left
only my essence
lolling from your tongue.
Poetry by Vajra Ma
Poetry by Wolfgang
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The Siren Song for He Who Fears

I am an infinite Ocean.
He who would explore me
needs more than a lifetime
or even a lifetime of courage.

He must discard all that makes him land bound.
Such treasures, grottoes of pleasure,
bliss, love and adventure
lie in my waters.

So, come, lie in my waters.
Wise with fortune is the man who hears the siren call
and dives with his heart
into the crashing waves,
risking all.

For the Mermaid I AM one with the sea,
peacefully hiding in the thrashing foam,
awaiting you with open arms.
Grasp fast!

I know the currents of the wild waves.
Chaos is my sea-homes' door,
and below the waves' chaotic beating of the shore,
a deeper order at the ocean floor,
where the Mystery of OurSelf abides,
welcoming us home,
oh, Beloved in my arms.


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Resurrection
Beyond the Gorgon face, I await you.
Lips and legs parted, exposing ecstasy.
I will be sweet bloodwine in your veins.
Inside you I will flow.  And you will drink me constantly.
Thus you will reel about, mad to your former ignorance,
intoxicated with bliss.
The infinite blades of grass that rise from the fertile fields
are my tongues
tongues of desire licking the honey hidden in your bone.
At last and forever, I will rise in you, oh Man,
and you will know me as your own
Resurrection.


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Dakini

My hair matted, 
my skin black
my eyes white and red 
flashing
 

I will teach you 
I am the wildness of Earth

I drink the blood of my enemies 
I transform them

I live in the mouth of the shark
I die in the caress of my lover
I blow apart your monasteries
I dance in the forest
I am the Vine of Death

Will you be free?


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The Scriptures of Peace
my vulva
is open
lips ready to swallow your word
so come
speak to me
my mouth is honey
where you may sip the nectar
of unspeakable love
my two throats vibrate
with unshared wisdoms
bring your mouths to mine
that Word may be born
for the sake of all love
and the world
come
for the sake of all love
and the world
come
bring the word of your mouth
to my womb
bring your seed of life
to my lips
bring your pain to my breast
your love to my need
my hunger to your heart
your darkness
to my cave
we are the book yet unwritten
yet to be bound
for the sake of all love
and the world
come write Bliss on my body
in our embrace
flow the scriptures of Peace
for the sake of all love and the world
for the sake of all love and the world
come

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erotic mother love
I surrender to the rushing,  reckless wisdom of Eros.
erotic mother love has me by the back of the throat,
slain in her deep fangs,
limp and panting in her grip,
her claws are tearing me open to Love.
She will consume me.
Will you be her mouth?
Come.
Devour me.  Separation absolved.
One again.
Let others fear this banquet of terror and tenderness,
as for me, I will lie beneath you.
and look you in the eye.

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my breast

consider my breast
the weight, the curve, the orb of it
hold in your palms

here is your fountain
full and succulent with love,
rich with honey, sweet beyond the amber of bees.
no longing exists whose succoring nectar is not here
in my breast.

here is my nipple, perched at the Source of Bliss.
through this, the Universe you drink,
drawing to your fervent suck
intoxicating streams.
I need to feel them flow
from the infinite darkness
through the portal of my womb,
streaming up my body
with ecstatic voices
delirious with power
to the vortex of your mouth!

If you suck only to arouse me,
you do not arouse me.
but suck with full ferocity of need
as if the only and every nourishment of your soul
lives herein.
because it does.
for what you drink from me, I become.
and like a river, Love is only when it flows.
so when you drink
drink for us both.


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Be my Kali

Be my Kali
tear me apart with passion
leave nothing for the vultures or the ants

catch me with your sharpest claw
tear me open 
to love

have no mercy
fasten me with your eye of Death
lest I die the death that walks
through days

Be my Kali
tear me apart with passion
lick clean every part of me
leave nothing for the vultures or the ants
every drop of blood consume
every bone turn 'round your hands and play your drums with me
I want nothing left
only the sound of my Death
travelling the ends and beginnings of the Worlds

I want nothing left
only my essence
lolling from your tongue.


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where birds hide during the rain

when you touch me
find the hidden places
beneath the visible sky of my eyes.
the currents that only I have felt
the secret ones men rush over
oblivious to the electric breath
that opens the storm and the lightning bolt of me

then may you come inside
to the soft place where birds hide during the rain.


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yes I will pull you down

yes I will pull you down
from the high mountain
into the mansion of my body
where vineyards are ripening sun into wine
where children pull your pant legs
babies piss and laugh
old people die
and succulent peaches fall, seeking your mouth

down from the hill of empty
into the clamor of joy
the noise of love
immediate
the very substance of silence

but I will climb the hill with you, too
lie beside you in cool walls of stone
sheltered from the noisy sun
I will wipe sweat from your face
with my subtle fingers of night
loving you and the cool separate bliss

like bees pollinating two fields
serpents weaving worlds, stars in orbits
we will circle 'twixt the village and cave,
in the voluptuous figure eight of forever!



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don't stop
_
if you don't stop us,
who will?
will I have to?
_
"we can do anything we want"
scares you out of your wits.
_
will whatever needs to happen
happen?
_
the thoughts
already have consequences.
change us
right before our very eyes.
_
your face is all the rest of you
in my hands
_
your neck under all that hair
hours - just on your head,
your ears,
your shoulders,
"gently, gently"
_
your hips
and your downward
heavy rump hips,
and my hands down your back
and again to your throat
and my hands
_
"don't stop."
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Thank Goddess
_
She is shameless
thank Goddess.
without shame
I agree.
_
we are the world
sit on my face
we are the moment
was that a ritual last night?
_
will we go
where no love has gone before?
you know that,
without shame.
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the rainbow
_
the tension
from horizon to horizon
held and maintained,
a tantric bridge of nothing but light
but spanning oceans.
_
the breath held,
a tantric bridge of nothing but air,
to grow and to fill us,
connecting us with a taut string
resounding.
_
we have met,
we have connected,
we walk our bridge of air and light
Goddess knows
we are one.
_
and if we ever meet,
do you think that
-- knowing what we do --
we could not
. .
but face each other
look into each others eyes
feel the bridge of air and light
held by us
and not touch
dance
not touch
dance
dance
. . . .
and dance
. . .
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p e l i c a n

before you open your eyes
for your day in my heart
feel me
like the pelican
not trying
but flying
as part of the wave
lightly grazing its crest
barely touching
connected by surrender
to what no concept will ever grasp
the love of breath
of Mother earth' weaving waves
lip-like pulsing inward and out
engulfing and revealing
- let me be the rock
splashed by your mist
inundate me with you waters
with your salt and sand
swallow me and spew me out -
feel me
not doing
but knowing 
to be part of your lips
lightly grazing their luscious crest
connected by surrender
feel me
feel you
think you
be you
fill you
breath you
love you
die with me
in me
to live
with me
forever and beyond



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_rat's bliss
_
soft and white my coat
- maiden white
_
my heart beats fast.
I breathe,
smell life here in this unknown landscape
- more than life
. . . maybe bliss ?
_
but I know nothing.
still I shiver 
in my maiden white coat.
there‘s more than life here in this unknown landscape
_
the shivering ceased. 
I breathe.
I am not alone here.
I breathe and I stand still.
I am not alone.
_
something is waiting here in this unknown landscape.
_
life is good.
I breathe – in my blissful maiden white coat.
- more than life . . .
but I know nothing.
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THE BITE
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such love! 
such love! 
_
it is beautiful here,
my heart beats slow
in my blissful red coat.
have I arrived in "more than life"?
_
I am not alone here.
so peaceful.
no more breath 
but such intensity receiving me -
the quiet rhythm of another heart in the dark
receiving me. 
the quiet rhythm is the dark
_
. . . of such intensity
so peaceful here: 
- in the breath of another
- in the rhythm of another
- in the slow crushing rhythm of another
_
rhythm
rhythm
rhy-tham
rhy—
_
such love receiving me
allowing me to let go
go-oh
so peaceful here in the heartbeat of another
bliss in "more than life"
rhy-tham 
such love!
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The Rose 

Your thorns 
pricked thoughtless touch
protected you from paltry paws.
But to approach with knowing,
the blossom's smooth softness
its petals huddled moist 
its scent heart-filling non-words,
non-touch
- you hold still.

You let me feel your roots 
surrendering to Earth
trusting opened to receive.
You let me drink your Earth-drawn scent,
inhale intoxicating breath.
I won't touch you,
but come,
come to live
in the home of my heart.


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give up hope

find freedom in facing
the monstrous cruelty of Her rape
“what will happen?”
give up hope

find freedom in feeling
your own small perishable nakedness
give up hope

find freedom in having failed
to save Her, one more day
give up hope

instead
seek freedom in finding a new small universe
in every pair of eyes we meet
still - give up hope

find freedom in following
the birds‘ unknowable sweetness of flight
give up hope

find freedom in falling, falling, falling,
falling gently into Her arms
to find yourself
here