Waltzing Lights

The fireflies of the ephemeral luminescence of the sun glimmer hypnotically upon the sea bathed in twilight, when the sun claims it for its own: to possess it in erotic rhythms of rapture upon the wavy breasts of love; transient towards the profundity of existence: — How gracefully the lights of my human-soul are waltzing too, on the thalassic dance-floor! How vibrantly the snake-like Echoes undulate in the eternal, mystical Consciousness of Light! How forceful is the impalpable Energy in the bright transparency, which inundates the senses with life, with sudden erogenous shivers, and swallows the beauty of the sky: like the human mouth is the rose blood of the sky, which breathes life into the soul at twilight! The moon penetrates the blood of the sky with the trepidation and the gravitation of fire, boiling the ocean in a profound lunacy and potency, with sensual lips of midnight blue, like entwined tentacles: the Energy's Twins of sexuality and duality: — O incandescent Sun, thirsty to conceive offspring of fire! O mysterious Moon embracing with your gravitational pull!