Heartthrob I sob. Passion pending.
Lean back the cut runs deep.
Then comes the purging.
Drive, thrive, and dive steep.
Leap, no back-peddling.
Translation complete.
The river runs through me.
Stillness, then Sweet release.
No retreat. Battle-ready, then the advance.
Please, don’t tweak this softness me.
I would consider this warning strongly.
To disgrace these is to war with divinity.
While I hold my peace, bathing in serenity.
Say what you want. Be what you will.
Nothing can’t shake this foundation in me.
Forked Tongue. Stolen keys. Synthetic sweet.
Lies hiding behind rotten teeth.
Claiming femininity falsely… faulty.
Broken things can’t compete. then the folly.
A three cord disease. Pendulum swinging.
Beauty. Power. Nurturing.
Wonder. Awe. The Glue between.
This is what womanhood means to me.
Fight to the death of nails and teeth.
Kill the rage and bitterness from me.
I’ll dance the chaos from my being.
Anything to Exist freely without these.
Catch my vibes outside. Where dark things creep.
Roaring from the deep. And still, Light finds a way to me.
No contorting. Just me moving.
Electricity. Energy. Executed expertly.
Brush opposition from the surface of me.
Shiva dancing through my feet.
Catch me if you can. Contemplate this.
If the flow dips too low. Let go.
Feel free to let me move freely.
No more toxic feminity… Christ queen me.
Cover me while I’m moving battle buddy.
Power struggling, be purged from me.
Inner peace doesn’t cost a penny.
Free to be One with Unity from now into infinity.
Welcome to the True Feminine Awakening.