Earthly Pleasures

Poem 20

We seek Them
everywhere, nowhere.
now here, here now
How can we fulfill
this material desire?

there isn’t a top to the sky
when my head looks up
I simply forget
the existence of the feet

only because the roots are firm
into the ground goes my soul
a pleasure that tastes like
the first sip of coffee in the day

only to find out,
that in the absence
of your beautiful eyes looking at me

and my senses absorbing all your essence
that in the 3D,
everything is earthly.

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