An Ambient Love of Sexual Waking #3

A Critical Thread Poem / 3 in Series


The lesson of the gift leaving you freed
by the release of want and needing what is here.

Still this gift of understanding loves’ flame can throw its blissful freed self

All in the wake
of nothing wanted.

All of the ringing reasons to comply with commitment,
dances on home to integrity.

is now under the experience of a happiness unbound.

what is right and wrong waits for no one to win love.

Happiness and the peace of home’s heat listens for
the whisperings of silence shared.

As a strange version of hope for the past
comes in to hold onto the mysteries of happiness found.

And here, no hope is really gone,
yet it becomes a want that is wearing the guise of hope.

Touching every leaving heartbeat
with lips all around home becoming a house.

The persistent gift’s stay of spirit-touched love
spreads into this love no longer a home here.

The regret of not ‘knowing’ where the let of love ‘is’ now
holds the soul of receiving.

There is a forgetting in this hope:
finishing the promise of love’s true nude beginning.

True to the fault-line
of its gift has no ending.

No ending at the price of
there is not a deed born to regret.

The listening share
of nothing is on fire here to burn us.

The gift of no lesson born of love’s spirit waking
lives only as long as its freed.

Free to fall into the face of time-sharing laughter
and sacred found sexual lust.

The magic heat of the silence all bare and naked
and painlessly heard too aloud.

Naked as:
we are all always magical here, beyond the hold of time’s keeping.

There is something to be said of love
that lives through what is endless.

A romantic understanding of sharing soul fires,
here in releasing time’s flame.

Never risking the same air
beyond the sacredness of times burning wonder.

Time so far beyond itself
and way back home again.

The air that is so full of spirits housed
to become home.

Spirits ever true to love is through the flesh
and all dangers empty beyond fears caged listening.

Listening caves of knowing
in the ruins of surviving something that has no claim to love freed.

No claim to deeds may birth a spirit
of love freed.

As a gift that spends the gift of time on fear comes with a priceless release

An ambient love waking
how we touch love

How love’s touch
is really beyond what we hold

Beyond all
of our held and possessed mortal facts.

Beyond all
our held fears to own love attached.

Beyond love is a debt that is due
to you; without the lessons of spiritual love’s birth.

The earning
of each moments shared.

A sexual waking and the romantic quaking
to touch less embracing and still feel passions gift.

© Copyright 2008 C.C. Arshagra

From the Manuscript series “The Integrity of Erotic Poetry series and collection / Volume 3 Nothing Lies Between Us (Unpublished Work to date)

A Critical Thread Poem: Please Read

An Ambient Love of Sexual Healing A preface poem
An Ambient Love of Sexual Waking #2 A prose/poem story

An Ambient Love of Sexual Waking #3

C.C. Arshagra

NEW BRITAIN, United States

  • Artist
  • Artwork Comments 3

Artist's Description

This poem titled
An Ambient Love of Sexual Waking
is a Critical Thread Poem

Please READ ALL 3 in the Series to gain an understanding of the critical thread expressed here.
“An Ambient Love of Sexual Waking ": A preface poem
An Ambient Love of Sexual Waking #2 A prose/poem story

Artwork Comments

  • Sally Omar
  • pijinlane
  • missheels
desktop tablet-landscape content-width tablet-portrait workstream-4-across phone-landscape phone-portrait
desktop tablet-landscape content-width tablet-portrait workstream-4-across phone-landscape phone-portrait

10% off

for joining the Redbubble mailing list

Receive exclusive deals and awesome artist news and content right to your inbox. Free for your convenience.