Venus stirs
Got a little mushy with this one, but a little tender moment can be cleansing, even created in one's mind
Upon softness
The words flutter
By as the beauty
Of the butterfly
Hands grasped
As shackles to
Remain in
Tender sync
Reveal the
Within for
Without falls
Through cracks
Into emptiness
The glow of
Hearts burning
Sensation aware
The two as
The one
Moving towards
The Sun
Planetary goddess
Behold the work
Of your being
And become
The essence
Of Love
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Comments
Such a beautiful narrative!