Inside the darkest garden
in this castle of
roots and knots
with ancient shadows
that come out to dance
in consistent moonlit thoughts
where my body starts
to swirl and sway
my spirit stirring free
inside the bones of
underground caverns
where I have found
the once –buried remnants
of me
Here.
Antiquated magic
is rediscovered
next to dark-aged
weapons of layered rust
in the ghosts of the tears
of the collapsing fears
that quaked the bridges of trust
where the unlikely
traces of self-love
never did really die
and despair in its
quiet torrents
prepares to release and fly
Here.
I embrace the night
in its fullness,
drink it up
like temple wine
accepting all the dark within me
letting its light fill me
in vibrations,
divine
In most scintillating strength,
my inner swords enhanced
in sharpness,
in potent length
before my armies
advance
Here,
in wild mossy corners
the blackest of berries grow
round and perfect, on
the edge
of bursting
revealed only to those who know
that clandestine language
of echoes of loneliness
that wander breathlessly
and roam
clutching their essence
to hold it safe
over the soil and loam
Now minerals sparkle in the
rich, dark earth
atoms of crystal
and stone
Here.
In this darkest
oasis of seeming nothingness
glows a
single tree
bearing the juiciest
of fruits
now dripping
just for me
and as my hunger
pours up
from the roots
propelling me in sacred trance
I find myself
gazing up in wonder
letting down
my warrior stance
I slowly take off my armor
freeing up the fullness
of ******* of thighs, of hips
to allow that emotional
fruit liquid
to nourish me from
core to fingertips
and to catch that ripeness
about to spill
goddess voices calling
"Yes, woman. Now"
I, with reverence
with honor
take on that sacred vow
tip back my head
let the quartz-snapped
air into my lungs
let that liquid
slake my ache
and,
in moaning silence
grace my
tongue
Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 8:12 PM UTC
Inside the darkest garden
in this castle of
roots and knots
with ancient shadows
that come out to dance
in consistent moonlit thoughts
where my body starts
to swirl and sway
my spirit stirring free
inside the bones of
underground caverns
where I have found
the once –buried remnants
of me
Here.
Antiquated magic
is rediscovered
next to dark-aged
weapons of layered rust
in the ghosts of the tears
of the collapsing fears
that quaked the bridges of trust
where the unlikely
traces of self-love
never did really die
and despair in its
quiet torrents
prepares to release and fly
Here.
I embrace the night
in its fullness,
drink it up
like temple wine
accepting all the dark within me
letting its light fill me
in vibrations,
divine
In most scintillating strength,
my inner swords enhanced
in sharpness,
in potent length
before my armies
advance
Here,
in wild mossy corners
the blackest of berries grow
round and perfect, on
the edge
of bursting
revealed only to those who know
that clandestine language
of echoes of loneliness
that wander breathlessly
and roam
clutching their essence
to hold it safe
over the soil and loam
Now minerals sparkle in the
rich, dark earth
atoms of crystal
and stone
Here.
In this darkest
oasis of seeming nothingness
glows a
single tree
bearing the juiciest
of fruits
now dripping
just for me
and as my hunger
pours up
from the roots
propelling me in sacred trance
I find myself
gazing up in wonder
letting down
my warrior stance
I slowly take off my armor
freeing up the fullness
of ******* of thighs, of hips
to allow that emotional
fruit liquid
to nourish me from
core to fingertips
and to catch that ripeness
about to spill
goddess voices calling
"Yes, woman. Now"
I, with reverence
with honor
take on that sacred vow
tip back my head
let the quartz-snapped
air into my lungs
let that liquid
slake my ache
and,
in moaning silence
grace my
tongue
Only one of he songs listened to during the writing
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pqnMkUcTmys
and some ambient : www.youtube.com/watch?v=g-JiI0L2dhY
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7lG9nO95dxs
