• Karen O'Moore

Riding the Tiger


Deep down into my body

My pelvis, my sex

With a deep breath

A quiver, a rapt sigh

My hips rise, my back arches

The light shining from deep inside the marrow of my bones

Clawing from within

This flame that ignites

Pours over my soul

The slow rise and fall, of breasts full of life

With each exhalation

Whispering sounds of ecstasy

Each pulse, the perspiration drips

Cooling my body

As it marinatesIn liquid fire

(Riding the Tiger is one of the techniques explore in the Shakti Awakening programme)

Karen O'Moore June 2014


85 views0 comments
© 2014 All rights reserved