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I'm a slippery little otter           under your              melting hands               flipping 'round         my wet dark tail as you make of me demands your requests              get me hot make me swirl and twirl                          and purr as if I am of cat family, not salt-licked sea baby all wrapped in            squelching fur Now I am running through forest         achingly free and brazen-bold my mind in present moment a lightness in my soul doing what it takes to survive in this world of coldness harsh indelibly finding my way back to my hidden           backwater marsh for my hearth is  lilting sea                   my kin made of                             flipper and bone                            my inner wild              sings primal melody as I leap into what I call home for after the rough and tumble and inhalation of ocean's scent after the kelp is all digested I will place my head           upon your chest and breathe deep in rhythmic   ebbs and tides as my sleekness enters your soul's portal,                  your quiet fire of spark this is where I can nestle, contour-deep in the glow of your flickering                     heart
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Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 5:40 PM UTC
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I'm a slippery little otter           under your              melting hands               flipping 'round         my wet dark tail as you make of me demands your requests              get me hot make me swirl and twirl                          and purr as if I am of cat family, not salt-licked sea baby all wrapped in            squelching fur Now I am running through forest         achingly free and brazen-bold my mind in present moment a lightness in my soul doing what it takes to survive in this world of coldness harsh indelibly finding my way back to my hidden           backwater marsh for my hearth is  lilting sea                   my kin made of                             flipper and bone                            my inner wild              sings primal melody as I leap into what I call home for after the rough and tumble and inhalation of ocean's scent after the kelp is all digested I will place my head           upon your chest and breathe deep in rhythmic   ebbs and tides as my sleekness enters your soul's portal,                  your quiet fire of spark this is where I can nestle, contour-deep in the glow of your flickering                     heart
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8xhi0VGBIlM :) From various sources: The symbolic meaning of water deals with the divine feminine, which is a major life-giving energy, and therefore water (and otters) are symbolic of creativity, fluidity and transitions. The otter's affinity to water is also symbolic of healing. Plus, they elude the symbolism of joy, playfulness and fun (all of which I am in dire need of ) The otter is a powerful figure in Native American and Celtic mythologies and its symbolism is used to mark major life transitions. All of the above I find to be personally relevant right now!
lora-lee
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Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 5:40 PM UTC
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