"Making Love - A Sacred Experience" (OSHO, he talks slower than January molasses in this video & makes some sexual~spirit sense)
You think OSHO's gonna go on about how we culturally took on harmful religious ideals about sex, but nah ... There's tantric gold in them there hills
I understand what he means about entering into a love meditation when I think on my lover with just my hands & he is far away ~
I haven't studied Tantra, but nobody needed to teach me how to swim in these erotic spirit places ~ with my lover present or not ~
I hold him in my heart and mind and body, with my head my heart my hands. Invoke all his ~ then I choose to swim inside of what we are ~
Infuse holograms of hotels and mountain roadsides that are already brimming with his sex, his head his heart ~
Climb inside of Us, & Our roar
I send his name cascade over the top of my mouth, till it should spill into his walk this century ~ and everywhere he is, his bones vibrate
I close him round my pursed lips ~ reverb of his fingertips in chords, echo in my spine traced along the ways I long for him - these lines, ours
He knows I walk behind him, footstep to arch inseam, within him mark deep maps of our sexing ~ I always know the way 'home'
Inside Our roar ~ We, swimming ...
~ ❤️ ~