Tag: Sacred

A Modest With A Dark Extreme

A modest with a dark extreme Lying in the clouds ~ whose dreams Barefoot below ~ within who glows High call ~ Their rise Wide pitch ~ Black eyes Wolf spiders and bees ~ hawks in trees Does anybody really know Who is She?

Remains

When these locks are in the ground, I shall remain intact.

Don’t Tell Me

to each his own but tell me you’re a yoga teacher that eats the flesh of a bone

We Took The Bow

The stage was open The seats were loaded We strutted our tail feathers Down the isle to show it A graceful three steps Onto the stage One moment behind the curtain Before we amaze I had my binder of power You led the course of the hour And while we were on stage Everyone was…

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