Well, she says, its like journeying from vague
memory to the deluxe version of karma sutra
without turning a page. I am into the Sanskrit
idea of what matters as sensual significance;
I dare express myself soulfully less the ‘oohs
& aahs’ of th’ so-called trendy set, especially
where the meaning’s lost in heavy breathing;
my partner agrees that the silence is golden
Or we could repeat those mantras of an age
we so gained through a quietude of ripening
gracefully - & being blessed it didn’t tactilely
‘forget’ us in rhyme or reason. While there’s
a nacreous eloquence of sensuality in play,
we still ably discern it is the original theme
© 19 January 2017, I. D. Carswell
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