Whispers
sweet like honey,
Caresses in
the dark recesses of my mind.
The Goddess
Below has chosen
And I answer
I listen
Down into
the depths of the Earth
To the Realm
of the Fae
To the Land
of Magic
To the
Underworld
I follow
Her psychic
scent stirs me
As she
beckons my serpent to rise
Entranced by
her beauty
That
radiates beyond physicality
I rise
Spirits
entwined in our Great Rite
The way to
my enlightenment is clear
In our
embrace she shows me
For she is
my mirror
I fear
My power is
more than I knew
As is the
case for all
But in this
moment she shows me
The Truth of
my Being
I AM
I AM her
consort
I AM her
Twin
I AM her
lover
I Am Her
I AM
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