she is white luminous lights flowing
encapsulated in our sacred dance.
When she is inside me,
I glow atop rooftops
spawning all through time.
She enters when there is innocence
which lurks for divinity.
She is in search of her vestals,
the pure virgin lovers.
I let her enter
because she keeps men
spellbound by her love.
When she leaves
I can feel my body shift
into a post mortal presence.
We are here,
sacredly locked by story.
and hands,
they drive down my spine.
pale softly parted lips,
my ego is dissolved.
pink breasts react femininely
against this raging heart.
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