I sense Shakti in my womb.
Dancing, swirling, twirling,
whispering “awaken.”
As a dormant force
once feared, now free,
slithers up my spine
and slips out my eyes.
Sleeping Shiva stirs,
free from silent tomb,
and soon,
seduced to my side,
our breath shall entwine
while serpents glide
and we ride
into the vast ocean
of ecstasy.
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