August 20, 2014

Poems by Yin Zhao Shakya

Placing the ego in my palms
A smile appears

When I gaze between the eyes
I become the moon

When I stare at the heart
bliss fills the body

When hisssss tingles the throat
I jump into the void

When pleasure touches the lap
My hands dance with the rhythm

When light fills the head
I disappear

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