Be with me

Be with me, 

Like an ivory moonlight over a faraway solitary lake,

Be with me, 

Like a gentle fingers of a piano player 

following the song of his heart.

Be with me,

Like a sun touching the edge of hunger of flowers petals. 

Be with me, like yourself, the gentle, warm, loving friend who I can lean on his shoulder without words. 

There is no dream of union, of forever promise.

It is a simple opening in the heart of now,

When we both arrive naked and 

Baked through the oven of life!

Be with You, is the only way I learnt to be with me.

My ultimate lover, I see and feel you, in every storm, every pleasure, in my every glance into the mirror.

Could love be more silent, deep and transparent?

I am such a lover, the one who stayed alone in dark, in fear and bondage until the rising time.

She is a Goddess, a tender one, a warrior one, a seductive and sexy one, she finally became your dream of her,

And you, my forever beloved, her heart is ready, her body aches and her womb calling your flesh inside years of waiting….longing….turning to nothing but a portal,

To receive herself in you,

To receive you in her,

Love is her moan, her joy, her aloneness,

Her hope, her mission, her home.

Love is the movement of your desire in her veins.

Be with me, whoever I am, whoever I will be, 

It is always us, you and I. Dissolving in love of one. 

Loving you is my timeless  presence on earth and beyond.

Today, I woke up knowing our flesh will meet soon, the carving inside my heart is over. 

I am ready to receive myself

In all forms, my twin, my love, my home,

My highest vibration come and be with me, 

Now and forever.

We are moon and sun,

Sky and doves,

Man and woman,

Silent and words,

We are life.
Serena Devi

Today


I sink in the river of love,

transformed in fluid joy.

Rain is gratitude of my heart

in repeated cycles of silence,

touching the sky.
The story of You and I,

Our every touch, night and day, 

Sings secretly 

the humming bird of eternal desire

to give and offer my womb, my heart

Aroused in ecstasy of coming home.

Ah, touch all empty places in me,

Let them bloom in passion of our love.

My beloved, songs go mute, my heart undressed and stars shinning more than ever,

This is our story, You and I,

There is no ending, don’t remember the start,

Keep moving your lips on my skin, I want you more than ever,

This seduction has a magic,

Pulsing in my body, raising my soul.

I love you in so many different ways,

Today, I love the touch of your fingertips,

Making ripples on river of wanting

Inside my womb.

Today, I make love with sun, sands and flying birds.

Today, I smile.

Today, my breath touches yours.
© Serena Devi

A bit longer

Let stay in this moment a bit longer,

Where you and I grow our new wings

And our hearts yield to colourful leaves of love.

Our lips touch silently under surface of night

We open the unknown door and enter a new world.

Our waves of joy arrive on pebbled shore

Ah, sweet moon, stars and the mystery of passing moment…

I am going home in this moment

A bit longer when I am in pain

A bit shorter when I love,

In depth of this moment

I engage with aloneness

I engage with aliveness

Circling in wilderness of my heart

Everytime my eyes meet yours

Nightingale sings and moon smiles.
Let stay in this moment a bit longer.
© Serena Devi

Love Blows

Love blows

Nothing remains the same.

The barefoot sky walks on a edge

Of shadow and light,

Touched by passing lovers,

Undressed by Sun.

All questions end in fury of ocean waves,

Reaching warm moist sandy beaches of tomorrows.

It is not the first wave, overflows over

curves of waiting coasts, it is almost in

the end, when sun of yesterdays rests

In eternity’s bed, nothing remains

But a magic of a kiss

Between the loving lips.

Love blows,

Beside a naked woman, sounded sleep.

Summer nights are full of promises.

He may pass in her dreams, one more time;

With a smell of sandlewood and light touch of his fingertips.

Suddenly all thirst and urge disappeared

Behind the veil of pale moon.

Alone, she is alone in the face of memories,

The celebration of bodies, in passion, sweat and orgasms, behind the veil, the truth is fragile and fading.

Soul was peeled by love, scent of a lavender candle and sex,

before dawn, her heart turned red

And summer night became a cage.

She must run, out into aloneness of her feelings, into the unseen shores,

Crying over the wind’s shoulder

Waiting for hope, for his return.

Love blows, years are gone

She stands alone beside the cypress trees,

Eyes see, lips feel,nothing remains the same.

her heart is colourless wonderer

In poetry, loving and let go.

Memories, the fire of her blood, the power of her pen,

The mystery of a blade and endless curving of her soul,

Dying and continuing.

Beating in moving waves of ocean,

Unmoved within her own heart,

How can she ever reach to the other side?

Love kisses her lips

and soul flow over all dreams

Into the tomorrow’s Sun.

©Serena Devi