rising spring into summer

the erotic delight of inner spring

Welcome to Spirals, a space to voice all which moves through me as I journey through life cyclically, sensually and slightly chaotically. May my words plant seeds of joy, wonder and inspiration.

I am Spring rising into Summer,

timid yet seductive,

mischievous yet wise,

wild yet grounded,

not yet in full bloom but teetering on the edge.

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These are the days where I am air; curious & in deep surrender to where the wild winds may move me.

Life is happening to me, not through me

I move in spirals

that tangle into twisted knots of scattered passion.

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I want to be here

I want to be there

I want to be everywhere

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A natural seductress,

these are the days where I no longer need to try.

Lalita Tripura Sundari lives in me;

She Who Enchants

Desirable One.

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Alchemising mundane to magic

playful, erotic innocence

dowsed in gallons of desire

breeding seduction, sex and love

the wild fire rages

I dance naked around it.

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These are the days that I allow others to take.

I swell with the urge to devote

to feed

to provide

The love-smitten hungry male can suckle on my Shakti

I will resuscitate his dwindling appetite for life

and nurse him back to his innate magnificence.

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A queen of love

drenched in the nectar of cyclical intelligence

I expand like a womb on the verge of creation

translucent honey drips out from between my thighs

reflecting the moon who is almost at her full opulence

oh how divine it feels to be mirroring the great mother.

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I may seem soft and delicate but, I am invincible

That is the power of a woman nearing ovulation.