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



a roaming entourage of

rolling sensations

spreads into my shoulder blades,

and across my back. Helloooooooo

orgasmic flow.


shimmering, shooting!,


outwards through limbs.