With Burning Breath
Tense and easy, this fragile balance.
Time to put aside these old toys.
Take up a higher vibration, reach back
from whence we have come.
Still spinning around, this powerful pull,
firm on the earth.
Relaxing, letting it flow,
pouring it out, a flame of divine love.
Fit perfect, a hand in a glove.
The wail of mourning.
The lonely look in our eyes.
An open invitation, a parting of thighs.