Poems and Poetry

Ontology | A Poem by Daniel Klawitter

The unknown blossoms
beneath your skin—
Third eye opened
in the rapture
of original blessing.

Words cannot capture
the mystery of being

Yourself—unfolding like a flower
in the evening
of your persona.

(I know you by your aroma).

We perfumed petals
in the garden of delights,
our eyes shine wet
in the dark night
when you are thrown back
into your own embrace.

We are little dramas encased in flesh—

As we discover the heart of silence.

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