AMBISEXTROUS – “I see myself in You”
“Gender curious?”
We were amorphous seacreatures once. We breathed liquid through our gills and rubbed our silvery sides against our mates. In the womb we roiled and reveled in our oceanic environment.
Whenever we float, eyes closed, we channel what it felt like, shivering and shimmering in an upside-down world. So is the dexterity of melting into a concatenation of dizzyingly different avatars a souvenir of ancestral past or a premonition of some liquid, undiversified future? What can it tell us about recognizing our soulmate?
We are reminded of skills we haven’t even tried yet, and our deep connections to inhabitants of universes we cannot even see.
In the tantric garden, sex, gender, and identity are fluid; compromised constructs we create and share only with the Beloved. Let your imagination billow outwards, absorbing the Other. Our bodies express our memories, personhoods, dreams; evoke our aspirations and our lives. What does it mean to be truly open to another human? The level of trust must be so great the future vanishes into an endless present.
God knows, we are willing. To be full of another is the ultimate mindfulness; we touch brains, hopes, memories as well as skin.
I see myself in you –
Moth to flame
Your meteoric dust
Drips ash into my upturned mouth.
I taste stars.
What manner of being
Have you become?
I only know you’re something that I need
Your mirrored endlessness partakes
Of nothing human; suggests an
Completion.
I’ll take that promise; your shadow arches
Like an angry lover
Refusing satisfaction.
My hunger burns more purely
in the titillation of neglect.
Without you I’m just myself
With you I’m everything;
God of Worlds.
Anyone can be born: eternity is
The lover’s privilege.
Alysse Aallyn 