The heavens of womanhood.
Revelations of my souls essence.
Emerging ashes saturated in a deliciously delicate black hole of grit.
You know, the usual.
And you?
Orange
I am now called to bask in my yoni
And her waters of tears and bloodshed
Soft flesh
Of my ancestors journeys
Gatekeeper of the Akashic records
Portal of all being
Abundant waterbed
All my power comes from you
Pours from you
Then you bleed with the moon
Holy and cleansed
Sacred and magical
Freegrandmaa 