Arched surrender, broken in pieces
of light and dark…
Emerged on the edge, flowing
into the body of the
earth, encased, knowing I am
magic on the tip of
the talismans tongue.
Woven in fine vitality, feminine
lures, gales of seductive voices
tip and toe around me,
dipping, sipping, tasting my aura,
dripping in colored ethereal…
The heavens pour, mouth gaping,
veil released, white, spiraling
on my head, draped, holy
This is my undoing…my
rapture, tethered to my sins,
plumed on purple lips….
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