The Syllables of Her Sacred Chant.


She is not so much a physical creature

Although she appears to be

Breasts and nipples and tender movements

She is a dark, insightful succulence

An apparition of  streaming seduction

Of spiritual fruits that drip sweetly into your heart and dreams

She is a wild one

A child of everything that you crave

Stardust Woman…

She will fill your cup to overflowing

And bid you drink until you come to understand

That what she appears to be is the frosting on the cake

What you really need is the treasure of her gemstone cave

The warmth of her Wisdom

The syllables of her sacred chant



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