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Iron Pentacle Poem Cycle: Sex Point #5 December 22, 2009

Posted by frostwolftfirerose in Poem-A-Day.
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Yea, when Wildness, Genius and Godself align,
and clearest purifications enacted, the cobalt
blue energy finds a most ready vessel
to bestow my essences as I will.  O, joy!
To give and receive cocksome pleasure
as I grasp his delicious stem and pull
out white bliss ribbons in streaming
and profuse rapture.  And O what satisfaction
washes through and over this Frostwolf
when I lay out big funds to obtain sacred
totems and opulent beauties for c’lective
beholding!  To live integral, in wholeness,
creativity and abundance, this life force
amassed from the rivers, the animals,
my lovers, the trees, and freely given
no cost to me.  Ah, this self-kindled warmth,
The current of terra-stellar mana runs
through this motile and ferrous Working
I am a healthy priest in these moments
and I make all things sound, resound…



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