Scarves of Silk

Scarves of silk…stones that shimmer like tears of joy. Metallic blades of leaves flowing down the dark cascading waves of hair falling down my shoulders like water falls. 

Curves like blades of desire cutting into the fabric of all life…creation…creativity. This is my femininity. I feel like a Goddess…a co-creator of my reality where no one can tell me who I’m supposed to be.

My curves are luminescent velocity…thigh brushing against thigh…I am inside of me. I am desire…I am creation… I am woman…the star-gate of the seed that all life rises from. And yes… I am Divine…as life flows out of me…life flows…inside…of…me…