The Sanctity of Connection,
Of Purity, in the Honour,
Of Amor, God, the Gods,
The sweet Golden Rod and taste of Rosemary,
our Best Selves,
Our Characters, our Principles, Our Acting out of Said Principles, On Words shared,
Declarations, in Practise,
For the Betterhood of Life,
For Joy,
For the Betterhood of Pleasure,
For Worlds Undiscovered,
For Loving Pleasure,
For Vows,
Love Making,
as the Rocking of the Spirit,
the Being Uplifted,
the moving of the Tides,
The Waters within Me,
Rivers of Wine swooning at my Hips and Ankles,
the Sharing of different Roots,
Yet rooted,
in a Language felt, in Knowing,
The Sanctity of the Divine spilling out,
off my Tongue,
my Lips,
A River of Purple Grapes,
Elderflower, and Pear Juice,
Sex, acting as The Creation of Stars,
Amongst a Nebula of Love,
A Sky,
So Vast, so Full,
So Uplifting,
So Graceful,
Right at the Necks,
Jugular, close, so close,
Godly,
By the Ears,
Ears which Hear Gods Gifts,
moans, Of Sweet Creation,
Moons visited, laid and slept in Pulque,
Agave Plants growing from Genitals,
getting Drunk on stars, sweat and Saliva,
satisfying,
In Deep Discovery,
the worship of the Other,
the Discovery of God through the Other,
Love, companionship,
For Softness in Chest,
For that Sweet Love to Pierce through,
To form Days that are covered in Blossoms,
in Mycorrhizae that connects the past to the Now,
A Summoning,
A Strength, a Recognition of what God could do,
An Opening of Clouds into Heaven,
A Place where Love shows you new Rooms, new Landscapes untouched,
Now this Love,
Is Present,
Is Aware,
Brings Ease to the Days
Like a Fountain that gives Water,
Sweet.
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So imagine the Fool,
and his Dance in Barbarity,
the Fuckeries,
of the Most Vulgar.
The Unholy,
Dark Marks the Tongue,
Leaves Mouth Speechless,
Leaves it Dry,
My Mouth was Empty.
Throat Seized.
Choked on my own Breath.
For a Moment.
Fingers, hands on Heart,
Gasping,
Holding it down,
Having to Fight ,
Having to Fight,
until Found,
Until Settled,
In a Moment,
The Kingdom Reassembled,
Realised,
In a Moment,
the Heart of Hearts I carry,
Remembered,
that my Love never Lies,
It is Honest,
It is Love.
The Princess in her Quarters,
With Her Diamond Heart,
The One that’s encased,
thats Soft,
Held in Gods Cream Skies,
Under the Protection of both Sides,
Both Extremes, of the Godly and the Other,
or Maybe there are both the Same,
I have fought against the Darkest Nights laying in the brightest Poisons,
The most dangerous of Bloods,
My naked Body, dancing there,
Ready to be Cut Open,
Ready to Bleed Out,
A Place Where death was sent to Me,
bound in Bones, and stolen teeth,
upon Land and Grave,
Hands sworn in shared Blood,
Magic to Break the Heart,
My own People,
Sent for Me,
With Spirit so Dark, so Sharp, so Tortured,
Rebuked,
Through Surahs,
Ayatal-Kursi,
An-Nas, Al- Falaq,
Al Ikhlas,
Al – Fatihah,
Ama and Seemas hands,
Through Women in the Unseen,
And Still I Sing in Love,
My Art is the Heart I carry in this Chest,
This Ribcage held together in Gold,
This Richness, spun with Rubies and Citrines,
Jade to pull the bad out,
Vined like bushes,
The Lungs,
held up with Tourmaline,
The Darkness that Beat its hands onto my Chest and Belly,
How she Would Burn Me,
Black and Blue,
Scratch me internally,
Leave me with Hernias,
Leave me bLoody,
Even when I was joined to Her,
Through Placenta, through Womb Space,
I grew inside of Her,
I Let Her Go,
and Still I Sing in Love,
That is my Obsidian,
Forgiveness, My Beauty,
My Raw Face,
The Uncovered Eyes,
The Loving,
would smoke all the Mirrors to cover the Wounding,
You could Never Tell,
That the Skin had been beaten,
that they Had Carved deep into my Bones,
How she had me drinking Bleach,
Could never tell the
Princess from the Malang,
the Faqeer and the Saint,
but Her Majesty
The Queen, in her Chamber, Stands,
Her Heart of Hearts,
the Raw pomegranate Flesh,
keeps Beating,
keeps Pounding to the Rhythm,
The Drum that keeps producing Noise,
no Matter how much they struck the Skin,
or how battered I was,
The Heart of Hearts,
her Majesty still Loves,
Hidden behind Royal code,
Of Honour,
of Honesty,
In Generosity,
In Sweetness,
The Weapon,
the Superpower,
the Mighty,
The Gracious,
The Extroaordinary,
The Phenomenal,
The Paranormal,
Love.
My Blood never Lies.
I See Everything.