the feminine divine
feeling the bliss of your touch
dancing upon my soul
i feel your inner warmth
as you usher me in from the cold
the world wishes to steal me
and keep it for their own
but my heart is thine my garden
where thy sacred seed is sown
embrace me and doth nourish
that my fruit may come
for when we come together
exponential is the sum
let me never part
hold me dear in grace
for i see my sunshine
upon thy loving face
feeling you . . . feeling me
the feminine divine
(c) 2010 : William S. Peters, Sr.
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