The house is quiet, little stirring in the air.
My heart still expanded, but do I dare, share my flair?
Folding back into the life stream
Our weekend like a dream
Alchemy - a gift witches create
Turning the ordinary into an altered state
Love, open, "gift" - no matter what
No more falling in a rut
Who needs a little spice of my brew
How could I gift it so they feel anew
Feeling, sensing - what do they need
I will stay open, dropping my seeds
Fertilizing each encounter with a fun spice
Be creative, the next new flavor might be right.
Opening to God is what is what it's about
Tribal, snaking, underworld, latin fire - there are so many routes!
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