I first saw her
seated on her throne
clothed only in starlight
Lured by a beauty
that can only be experienced
I approached
At that moment
not only did I loose my heart to her service
but everything until then I
believed myself to be
Nothing did I hold back
and nothing did she leave me
as with the sword of her regard
she began to slice
everything false in my existence
As I dissolve
I cry out
in exquisite being / not
spiritual discorporation.
With her I remain
and continue on…
That’s one foxy but frightening Queen of Swords Gary – did the passion last?…
When you give yourself to the goddess, the passion both lasts eternity but it is over in a brief instance 🙂
Ah – the sacrifice of love…