Come Celebrate

the calamus grows in out-of-the-way places
in army bases and swampy spaces
allow some abandonment and expression
deliver up total pleasure possession
cross back and forth between the borders
of ecstasy and agony, our holy orders
feel the fire inside your belly
feel the silky layer of petroleum jelly
and the fiercest tingling at your fingertips
let your lover's orgasm linger on your lips
within you moaning and exquisitely crying
deep satisfaction, inner power supplying
uncontrollable peace and satisfaction
sliding traction and chain reaction
revitalized with an inner glow
go back in the world for a second show

some are givers and some are receivers
forget about active and passive deceivers
there’s a dimension of consciousness deeper than thought
primordial intelligence that’s never overwrought
there’s a unifying field of great awareness
here as we frolic in our naked bareness
the essence and presence of who we are
dissolving the barriers created afar
by conceptual thought and societal conditioning
we are freed of that, we are fast transitioning
taking turns as the givers and receivers
joining together the perceived and perceivers

stirring the feelings and ego displacing
adrenalin pumping and heart beats racing
pleasure and feelings intense inner power
swallow the pods of the tropic blood flower:
the orange-red outspread wings of the herb
the tropical weed of the theatre absurd
offer up your body to stir the feelings
there are no floors here, there are no ceilings
just intensity of feelings and shades of trance
the sexual magic of the ritual and dance
transmission of energy, devotional magic
oceans of occulture, polarity pelagic

let the waves of liquid sweep across surfaces
actualise desires and achieve our purposes
nothing exists in and by itself
call up the folklore, call up the elf
with Eros above you and Pan behind
they’ll meet in the middle with you entwined
fire and water allowed free rein
in a bright astral vortex that spins through the brain
magical delight of ejaculation
working beyond any limitation
total catharsis bathed in gold light
psyche and consciousness taking flight
lost in their climax, lost in the bliss wave
spirit intuitive going forth brave
like the bitter wild taste of maraschino
come celebrate l’amore masculino