I offer in prayer
My lips, my tongue, my teeth
I offer the holy experience
Of mystical communion
The nectar of saliva with its subtle properties
The dance of my mouth
Of my tongue
On your body
The magical poetry of sensation
The wondrous transmission of energy
The subtle awakening of feeling
The liquid fire that flows through your body
The waves, the ripples
The current electric
That elicits your sigh, your moan
Your song of pleasure
In this psalm I play on your body
We enter into a field of subtle vibration
Where every kiss
Every whispering caress of my lips
Is an invitation to your body
To enliven in pulsation
Is a conversation of wordless delight
With an intensifying knowing
An expanding ocean of sensation
In the language of the mouth
Known to to the body
Known to the heart
A language known to the soul
In its gentle, in its soft, in its slow
In its tender
In its growing fire
A portal that opens
In the touch of my lips
The lick of my tongue on your skin
That takes us down
Takes us high
A portal that takes us to a dimension
The Oral dimension
That transcends time
Where the subtle secretions of your body
Are the nectar of life
Healing
Inspiring
Divine liquid of creation
Arousal of the primeval senses
Devouring with primal celebration
The ecstasy of the sacred Oral practices.
~Jonti Searll — empower wholeness
I offer the holy experience
Of mystical communion
The nectar of saliva with its subtle properties
The dance of my mouth
Of my tongue
On your body
The magical poetry of sensation
The wondrous transmission of energy
The subtle awakening of feeling
The liquid fire that flows through your body
The waves, the ripples
The current electric
That elicits your sigh, your moan
Your song of pleasure
In this psalm I play on your body
We enter into a field of subtle vibration
Where every kiss
Every whispering caress of my lips
Is an invitation to your body
To enliven in pulsation
Is a conversation of wordless delight
With an intensifying knowing
An expanding ocean of sensation
In the language of the mouth
Known to to the body
Known to the heart
A language known to the soul
In its gentle, in its soft, in its slow
In its tender
In its growing fire
A portal that opens
In the touch of my lips
The lick of my tongue on your skin
That takes us down
Takes us high
A portal that takes us to a dimension
The Oral dimension
That transcends time
Where the subtle secretions of your body
Are the nectar of life
Healing
Inspiring
Divine liquid of creation
Arousal of the primeval senses
Devouring with primal celebration
The ecstasy of the sacred Oral practices.
~Jonti Searll — empower wholeness