venusianbull
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Fire of the cave, molds the sands of time to the channel of ones mind, when entered the free lights of compassion expr
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Bringing life to parched fields and
Arid land.
I am fire, consuming all in its path.
A great Dragon, cleansing and purging.
I am the wind flowing round you,
Through you.
Cold as frost.
Warm as summer breeze.
I am the bearer of life.
The milk that sustains you,
The cool fingers on fevered brow.
I am the comfort of well worn denim,
The brush of silk against your skin.
I am the spring in your step,
The smile on your lips.
I am the trail of elusive perfume.
The wicked glance under arched brow.
I am the undertow of the Ocean -
The Sirens song.
I am the thorn in your side,
The curse you send up to the heavens,
And the birds wing that takes flight.
I am the fall of hair,
The switch of a hip.
The lightening, all flash,
The thunder below:
Rumbling, deep, strong.
I AM WOMAN.