Her eyes. Searching.
Always searching for something
Find what she had been seeking, quietly, after seeking first, the Creator. Seeking first herself; her true love.
- I placed my hand directly on the thumping of her chest
This….
This is my Gold.
& behold you:
My Everything
my queen
my king. My Goddess. My High Priestess. The Empress.
Own your power as I do mine
Sent to me in human form directly from Divine
I give thanks.
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You’ll know it when it’s there/
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Michael Jackson: Thriller
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