Ka-manitowîmot

Hand on volcanic obsidian

Soul soars across the meridian

One evening in the desert I discovered an element of might

An aspect of compassionate power and esoteric height

Spirit came under my eyelids, unable to leave her sight

What a source of strength I found… You - oh what a light!

For you and you alone I can take this kind of pain

The world is burning, yet it pours forth love’s rain

Take the mane of my skull and grab it by the reigns

Feel Venusian passion burst through olive toned veins

As to how I appreciate play

V-lines around the navel say hey

Swim down our necks stream and paddle

Jewelled armour my waste is - a queen’s saddle

Riding these hips - a steed thrusting itself into battle

Equipped with a tight grip and a solid long handle

Tonight a stallion that bears glad tidings is yours to take

Glistening wet in its warmth and it’s wake

Throbbing thunderous in its depth caressing quake

Pounding gallops ravishing rivers upon love’s lake

This sort of ecstasy can make the prayer house shake

‘Bashir, mmm, for God’s sake’

It’s from الله