We are biological and spiritual beings,
our intellect and our emotions
uncontaminated by society
and our expression
an authentic human need for connection
through communication and sex.
The world is beyond this closed door,
and this bed is an altar
where we celebrate life and libido,
love and an attempt to satisfy
our intense hunger for closeness.
These four walls are the boundaries
of our boundless fantasy,
where there are no names, no titles,
no numbers and no definitions –
only two souls enjoying their freedom.
“where there are no names, no titles,
no numbers and no definitions –
only two souls enjoying their freedom” I absolutely loved how this poem ended. Such beautiful lines. I was a little thrown off to be honest with lack of punctuations initially but after reading the words for what they are and following the honest message it portrayed – I was hooked. This was a beautiful piece. Love is love and when two souls reflect the same emotions, our physical beings get lost into each other, and it’s so beautiful when two people forget all concerns of the outside world – for a brief moment in time it’s just them. This was a wonderful read. Thank you.
Lovely poem I am must say, the title might make you think that it is put to be misleading, but in my opinion in it just feels like a celebration. Enjoying ones freedom is celebration, the celebration of that freedom that you seek. Once again great poem, thanks for sharing 🙂
“love and an attempt to satisfy
our intense hunger for closeness.”
How true and beautifully said.
Thank you so much for your kind words. I am glad you liked and identified with what I expressed through this poem. Greetings to you all!