one's diet of perception

one's diet of perceptions

is each person's nervous system,

salivating for emotional input,

wanting for a flash-flood 

of another's body heat,

unexpectedly a cloud-break 

of basking-in sunlight,

a tidal wave of aroma 

from rose-hearts embracing, 

the lightening of a mood swing 

previous unexperienced,

the trap-door breakthrough 

of a deeper sense of self-love,

the avalanche of inward earnestness, 

unabated in passing into form,

an overnight forest of true love 

presenting in the surround,

rain passing as lip-sinking, 

an unstoppable mood swing arising,

a headache so intense 

that pleasure becomes the outcome,

a feeling so strong 

that its presence is like wardrobe-worn,

a sense of being 

beyond sensory assignment's deliverance,

a levity of touch 

so that another's being is cleansed to light,

the split-second end of all wanting 

in the onrush of one's own being,

where feeling has a mind of its own 

is ever the continuance,

where experience of oneself is 

as a river, ever the outpour,

where one touch ever bonds, 

is passed on, going forward,

where speech falls away 

for common mind mutually shared,

where all karmic lessons end 

in a mutuality of glowing smiles,

where perception ends its intake-method 

as separate from,

and where liquidity 

is one's sense of beingness, 

flowing throughout the day . . .