infinitely pleased
Following my heart
Reaching for the stars
I am going far
Flowing easily
Feeling pretty free
Manifesting peace
Jupiter and Mars
Water, Earth, and fire
I am getting high
Creativity, sacral opening
Infinitely pleased
Creativity, sacral opening
Infinitely pleased
Creativity, sacral opening
Infinitely pleased
Creativity, sacral opening
Infinitely pleased
Creativity, sacral opening
Infinitely pleased
Creativity, sacral opening
Infinitely pleased
Creativity, sacral opening
Infinitely pleased
I am vast
I take up a lot of space
I need room to stretch and expand
I need fields in which to frolic
I need big hands to slip through
I need deep valleys to hold my hips
I need mountains to marvel at my breasts
I need relentless love to pursue me
I need adoration and praise
I need appreciation of my marvelous works
I need honor and glory
I need songs and dances
Rituals and intention
I need magic, worship
Suns and moons bearing witness
I need the devotion of a universe
And if it is not at least that
It is not enough
I am a poet
And my love must flow
May there always be somewhere for it to go
As the universe expands
Making room for itself
So must I prepare places for love to grow
Wild streams course the brown of my skin
The stitching of memory and possibility
Into infinite reality
Imagining waist deep
Wading until the current catches me
Living water flows out of my mouth
I pour libations to the ancestors
My descendants and all of my
Former and future selves
Reaching for the stars
I am going far
Flowing easily
Feeling pretty free
Manifesting peace
Jupiter and Mars
Water, Earth, and fire
I am getting high
Creativity, sacral opening
Infinitely pleased
Creativity, sacral opening
Infinitely pleased
Creativity, sacral opening
Infinitely pleased
Creativity, sacral opening
Infinitely pleased
Creativity, sacral opening
Infinitely pleased
Creativity, sacral opening
Infinitely pleased
Creativity, sacral opening
Infinitely pleased
I am vast
I take up a lot of space
I need room to stretch and expand
I need fields in which to frolic
I need big hands to slip through
I need deep valleys to hold my hips
I need mountains to marvel at my breasts
I need relentless love to pursue me
I need adoration and praise
I need appreciation of my marvelous works
I need honor and glory
I need songs and dances
Rituals and intention
I need magic, worship
Suns and moons bearing witness
I need the devotion of a universe
And if it is not at least that
It is not enough
I am a poet
And my love must flow
May there always be somewhere for it to go
As the universe expands
Making room for itself
So must I prepare places for love to grow
Wild streams course the brown of my skin
The stitching of memory and possibility
Into infinite reality
Imagining waist deep
Wading until the current catches me
Living water flows out of my mouth
I pour libations to the ancestors
My descendants and all of my
Former and future selves
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