She's the goddess, she's connection,
She's a comfort and protection,
When i'm all messed up, i find a place in her.
She's no body but moves through every body,
Reveals herself in a look, the slightest glance,
And tho' i've forgotten her, am loosened at the sight.
Where are you now, the child in me cries to be held,
I want you now, the man inside wanting you to hold,
Her many faces, she's each at once.
Virgin, temptress, mother, companion,
One who fans the flames inside,
Yet still a harbor from the storm.
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