Life’s weaving as HerSelf
I will be writing a poem per day during the month of April, and will be studying the Kybalion during the month of April. They wove together to create this:
Life’s weaving as HerSelf
warmth saturates the insides of my mouth,
jettisons into my spine, springing
alive!
a roaming entourage of
rolling sensations
spreads into my shoulder blades,
and across my back. Helloooooooo
orgasmic flow.
shimmering, shooting!,
simultaneously
outwards through limbs.
arms, legs, have become hypnotized.
I have become occupied by
warmth
fluid
transmission
star dust
tree sap
bird doo
sea foam,
all
crawling inside
of me
and me inside of them.
the cosmic dance of
inseparables.
I take another sip.
ahhhhhhh
good morning world.
