Poem "Dear Lover"

Dear lover of one, five, twenty, a thousand years
Do not miss a beat of our song
Touch me for the moment if fleeting
Unravel me
For we have only just begun our song
My body
A world in its own
Your body
A traveler
That knows it could spend lifetimes
And never discover all my wonders
Dear masculine wonderer
I invite you to sit at my table
And in exchange I ask for you unwavering presence
Together we can build
Around this first super
An empire of love
I kiss your feet
Not from a space of belittling thy self
But of a space of gratitude
The you my wonderer
Have touched your feet to the ground
And has aligned to your holy masculine
My hair washes your body
As the rain washes the dry earth
Quenching a thirst of a thousand lifetimes
The mother sees your gentle strength
Can feel the way you walk upon her and within her
And knows that though you are tempted
You do not pick and claim
The flowers of her temple
Present masculine
What a gift you bestow
And for that you will be crowned
And anointed a king
Beyond flesh and bone
Sophia speaks
Take my daughter
And weave her into
your light
Unravel her ribbon of self
And you will see the majesty of heaven
Kiss her spine in the way
You would kiss the ladder
Worship her flesh as you would
Touch a sculpture you are molding
Feel her rolling hills
And taste her bubbling spring
Enter only if the temple pulls you in
And she will bathe you
In pure love
And touch every scar
And every emotion
That was marked
By the false kings word of law
A king of separation and control
That casted spells
Upon the son of man
She will look into your eyes
And see you for the true king
Because a true queen knows her lover
*Dear Queen*
Do not fear the darkness
Allow its presence to hold you in its peace
And bridge your light
Into body and mind
Weaving a bridge within your DNA
That spirals through creation
Birther of worlds
Need not seek a room for your study
Close your eyes and look inside
Sensitize your presence
Your touch
Your body
Your breath
Unwavering
Tunnel of love
And feel the ever unfolding
Pedals of your flower
My goddess
Do not get lost in one story
Reading only one book
An entire lifetime
For you are a library
Within the sacred halls of Akasha
A shapeshifter
Mind reader
Super conductor
Temple builder
Lover
Mother
Daughter
Teacher
Worlds within worlds
Allow your maze to dissolve
Into an ever spiraling labyrinth
Every turn sink deeper into presence
And love brighter with every word
Unravel the spells of the false matrix
And enjoy int he holy queendom
Of your divine nature