Love Tantra Poetry
Love is the cradle
of cudles safe and warm curreses
Love melts its way into our circles
like water finds its way into the Earth
Love is the breath
catching us within its tightly woven net
Love is the seer
that grows within, capturing all our senses unconditionally
Love is the rose
spreading its Saints through the spiral of our thoughts
For-Ever
For-now
For-you
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