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We are the wild cats We are the black winged ones We are the light soaring ones We are the free ones The jungle vine swinging ones With deep souls of fiery passion We are the howlers the grizzly sizzly growlers Prowling our desires We are yearning with an ancient burning We are fire Sacred fire Untamed fire We are risers We are seekers We are destroyers Wanderers We are the branch twisting Tongue hissing Cackly Wild Wild ones Roots that tear rocky granite open To stretch into the innermost To reach into the bubbly molten lava Core Of our cardinal sins... ="$%+=-Lightening$%$-#=" Electric galaxies Zapping through veins of static hair We are the witch sisters Stormin' swarmin' transformin'  explorin' roarin' Stirring up a *** of sinister magic We are the atrocious We... are the wise We are the... ruthless We are... A different kind of guardian We are cats Hungry So, so hungry with longing For the deep, deep, Soul quakin' Earth shakin' Rumbling Mountain movin' Screaming volcanic eruption Of untamed Passion We are the ones who caught hold of the sun, left flaming in our courageous hands. We are Restless hearts with lighted torches Who shall run For centuries upon centuries Carving our feet into the soil We are the feathered tips That wing into the crying sky We are the ripe Youthful Laughing ones Jovial Free ones The adventurers the adventerous The unquenchable The mysterious The stalking The silent The Venomous, whose bite will make you one of us, Thirsty So so very Very Thirsty.. We are blood lustin' ***** stompin' Vampires With never ending desire We are the cape wearing Dracula With flaring bats We are absolutely MAD!! MAD MAD MAD to the bone!!! And... ...all alone... Scaring away those afraid Of what lies at the centre of that storm Oh but we primordial spirits know We have been versed in this dance We have sung these songs We have spun these flames and Even if we cannot fathom, Our bones shall unwillingly guide  us Pull us to that place, To the center Of this storm. For that is where the truest light exists. There lies, The absolute, The unquestionable, The silent Mother. She waters our fires (A gentle sizzling hum), She melts us, into her soothing oceans. We are ( I say in earnest whispers) the wild ones who run run        run                run                             naked until starry eyed skies make love to daybreak And raspy sunrises fold over yawns Like soft warm blankets Kittens once again Bathing in the great and mighty womb Of all creation. Bathing... in the Ethereal bliss Of Silence.
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 11:29 PM UTC
Untamed
We are the wild cats We are the black winged ones We are the light soaring ones We are the free ones The jungle vine swinging ones With deep souls of fiery passion We are the howlers the grizzly sizzly growlers Prowling our desires We are yearning with an ancient burning We are fire Sacred fire Untamed fire We are risers We are seekers We are destroyers Wanderers We are the branch twisting Tongue hissing Cackly Wild Wild ones Roots that tear rocky granite open To stretch into the innermost To reach into the bubbly molten lava Core Of our cardinal sins... ="$%+=-Lightening$%$-#=" Electric galaxies Zapping through veins of static hair We are the witch sisters Stormin' swarmin' transformin'  explorin' roarin' Stirring up a *** of sinister magic We are the atrocious We... are the wise We are the... ruthless We are... A different kind of guardian We are cats Hungry So, so hungry with longing For the deep, deep, Soul quakin' Earth shakin' Rumbling Mountain movin' Screaming volcanic eruption Of untamed Passion We are the ones who caught hold of the sun, left flaming in our courageous hands. We are Restless hearts with lighted torches Who shall run For centuries upon centuries Carving our feet into the soil We are the feathered tips That wing into the crying sky We are the ripe Youthful Laughing ones Jovial Free ones The adventurers the adventerous The unquenchable The mysterious The stalking The silent The Venomous, whose bite will make you one of us, Thirsty So so very Very Thirsty.. We are blood lustin' ***** stompin' Vampires With never ending desire We are the cape wearing Dracula With flaring bats We are absolutely MAD!! MAD MAD MAD to the bone!!! And... ...all alone... Scaring away those afraid Of what lies at the centre of that storm Oh but we primordial spirits know We have been versed in this dance We have sung these songs We have spun these flames and Even if we cannot fathom, Our bones shall unwillingly guide  us Pull us to that place, To the center Of this storm. For that is where the truest light exists. There lies, The absolute, The unquestionable, The silent Mother. She waters our fires (A gentle sizzling hum), She melts us, into her soothing oceans. We are ( I say in earnest whispers) the wild ones who run run        run                run                             naked until starry eyed skies make love to daybreak And raspy sunrises fold over yawns Like soft warm blankets Kittens once again Bathing in the great and mighty womb Of all creation. Bathing... in the Ethereal bliss Of Silence.
heather-moon
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 11:29 PM UTC
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