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The intimacy of this Darkness

  • Writer: Karen O'Moore
    Karen O'Moore
  • Oct 1, 2015
  • 1 min read


There is a door within me She lures me But no matter how many times I try enter her I go whimpering to the light And seek my comfort Unable to face what she may hold Until this breath, this delicious moment She calls me into a love affair with her This door that longs to be opened Her vibration pulls me Into her This beginning with no end This darkness I have cowered from I now feel in my womb Deep reverence Her warmth It is mine And I let go

 
 
 

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