Before I close my eyes,
come to the core
of my consciousness
as a forbidden dream.

Before I conjure up
your sacred image
in my memory,
appear before me
in your earthly body.

Let doors of welcome
open of their own accord
before my hesitant feet
cross your threshold.

Before we come face to face,
let fervent waves of passion
course through your body;
let the hear of the senses melt you
before my breath touches you.

Let the fear
of my unruly hands
harden the pointed urges
of your breasts;
let your lips part
before my tongue begins
its urgent search.

Come to me
in the wetness of desire,
overflowing in anticipation;
make me beholden to you
by the generosity
of your abject surrender
even before I approach you.

Come as Shakti embodied
in the auspicious moments
of imminent happiness,
restless in the body's demands,
tormented by promises
of complete fulfillment,
and frightened of pleasures
I am yet to imagine.