Seline - Kamasutra Pulse (Seline's Indian Tale)

Sixty-four arts of pure desire... Welcome to the temple of heat. (Pure desire...) Silk on the floor, incense in the air Fingertips tracing the curves of your despair Anointing your skin with sandalwood oil Watching the tension begin to uncoil Sacred geometry, body to mind Leaving the everyday world far behind. Inhale the lotus, exhale the fear The ancient ritual is starting right here Slide your hands closer, follow the line Your breath is a prayer, your body is mine... Tantra and tension, locked in the pulse Surrender the ego, nothing else counts Position by position, writing the lore Gimme your soul, then beg me for more! Sacred alignment, heat on the spine Drunk on the nectar of spiritual wine Chasing the chakra where fire awakes Moving so slow till the resistance breaks Silken aggression in sacred repose A secret that nobody outside of us knows. Don't break the flow. Feel the energy rising up... Look at me... Now dissolve into the pulse. Tantra and tension, locked in the pulse Surrender the ego, nothing else counts Position by position, writing the lore Gimme your soul, then beg me for more! The ritual is complete. Rest, my love.