Synthesis

Synthesis

There is a pull
from the dark cauldron
of my belly…

I feel it;
the stirring
impassioned simmer
of wild, raw
and bubbling intimacy…

A fierce rhythmic waltz
that marries the flavours
of her dark and light;
wielding the aftertaste
of Divinity…

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Bona fide…

Can you be with her darkness; the dragons… the poisonous venom perusing through her being… The neatly braided thorns encasing her heart like barbed wire; ready to pierce any brazen soul who dare to peer inside… Can you manage that depth of intimacy?… Can you withstand her dark and Love her unconditionally? Will you hold her when the sting becomes unbearable and the wound needs cleansing? When the demons dance and she vomits ash?… Will you stand with her in the cesspools of hell as she battles the devils attempt to numb her heart and dine on her Spirit?…Will you continue to hold her hand as she drowns in her own unfathomable depths choking on the darkest night as she falls?… Will you continue to be by her side when she becomes unrecognizable?… When she rises?… When the warrior that lives within her begins to breathe?…