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From my thick full lips down to my curvy hips and even in the creases of my sweet in between I carry love And even on strawberry days when my mood stings and sways I carry love I bear memories, hopes and dreams from the wells of my mind Though some wish me shameful of my ample behind I still carry love I can glimpse the future reminisce my past devour the now through vision of insight an effortless task see I’m built like that sewn like that Sometimes I talk to you through trembles of hidden pain Still love rivers through me Sometimes I am so filled up with femininity No drugs can cure me I can talk till words chill us like winter frost than in a second my words turn to heartbeats that truly throb of you, me and humanity and tears flood my soul and I affect even you see emotions fill me up too I carry so much here Deep in my wonder lays a nation of spirits I continue to evoke even to my surprise Wisdom grows me Till I am a priestess visualized My abdomen aches when fake friends manifest and fall from me like fever healed by a blessing. My loins laugh out children or ideas either a new birth and once again I am in redemption of my worth I am sick with creativity Nothing egregious here Careful of a lover taken A soul must be worthy of intrusion upon my hidden treasures Will their penetration spoil me or oil me? Mountains of future threaten to make me more of what I am of what I pray to be Filled is my temple by my creator of glory I am a humble vessel guarding this gift sheltering this love that drips from my lips and puts sway in my hips and all my sweet in betweens And though I pass before you so ordinary Behold my Blessing MY |
| by Rachel Berry copyright (c)2005 |
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BLESSINGS KEEP MY SPIRT SOARING |
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