When

I wrote this to the spi­der one day long ago.

When you say you are a slave to my words,
don’t you know that I have always
been a slave to yours?

When you respond to my seduc­tion,
don’t you know that I have already
suc­cumbed to yours?

When you feel con­sumed by the heat of your desire,
don’t you know that I bask
in the glow of your radiance?

When you yearn for me,
don’t you know that you are the one
own­ing me?

When you lose your­self in me,
don’t you know that I hunger
to feel the warmth of your heart and body
sur­round me?

When I hear your des­per­ate mewl of need,
don’t you think I ache to fill you
by every fiber of my being?

When you sing your song of release,
don’t you think I feel the very same release,
for­get­ting my own?

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Dreamwalker June 3, 2009 at 2:52 PM

Yes, the emerg­ing prop­er­ties of Yin and Yang in con­cert; it is not pieces com­plet­ing each other, but two wholes cre­at­ing some­thing new. The sum of the whole is greater than the sum of its parts. I believe the rela­tion­ship between two peo­ple is an entity in itself–conceived, birthed, and nour­ished by both.

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khandroma June 3, 2009 at 5:05 PM

Greater than the sum of its parts… like the Emer­gent Prop­erty? Hee. Yes, two wholes. Holons inside of holons inside of …

Where is that “Hush, girl” when I need it most?

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Dreamwalker June 3, 2009 at 5:16 PM

Hush, girl.

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khandroma June 3, 2009 at 12:38 PM

Mmm. What pierc­ing insight on the tango. It reminds me of the Siren and the Sailor, and how nei­ther can be the other and hold the other’s per­spec­tive totally, not even for a moment because one has to be one­self. Yet, the bliss that is birthed in con­cert is pure beyond all else…

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