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inpsirational 4 min read 167 views Aug 12, 2026

“Royal Insignia (Aquarian Water)”

I’ll Find You Again
Inhaling the time of our origin
Under the tree of life, we vowed before the beginning of sin
Through the blanket of my fingers  
The silhouette of his soul still beautifully lingers    
Like a wet ring of curiosity, it embeds      
The remembrance of passion slides over the fullness of my lips
Whispering in my ear, I will always be his      
      
Fertile seeds of creation ornamenting the lush peaks of my Chi      
Balancing the scales of our moment, keeping me pleased between my thighs      
Who’s to say, what will the progression be      
Where destinies of its drips shall go, settling in the midnight tease      
      
Did we predict this second offering of our fate      
Bringing to life soft touches, by faint whispers, serenades in spiritual haste      
We are just who we always were     
Cresses to my skin as passion softly unfurls
For better, in the rainbows we concealed, bringing forth our hushed wishes      
      
Or worse, as we taste the bitterness of the longing, the absence      
For richer, we engage, we evolve, we reach      
Or poorer, we sink in the regress of its needs, its naked comfort      
The distance of time I carry you within my spirit      
      
Emotions weave in and out of this masterful game      
Silken drops we soar, crest, as our bodies sink upon the proclaim      
Come unto me on your own free will      
In the cup of its lover’s fill, ecstasy spills      
      
Thunder of an echoing roar, releasing, a pearly stream instilled so deep      
Let my soft whispers bow, so gentle, as the wind of serenity to you it speaks      
Souls harmonizing in rapture of its weakened identities      
Holding sentiments close to my chest      
In the space of infinity, souls revered of its tender melt
 
Can you feel my energy touching your spine
Bear this cross with me across archaic time
The sweet taste of my lips, my body your shine
In the shadows there you are    
The beautiful illumination of light that has strayed too far    
I see specks of you radiating the sky    
On earth I stand under the moonlight this is what is sounds life when Angel's cry    
 
Closing my eyes, astral traveling upon a wondrous dream    
In life, the illusions are never what they seem      
The spirit of the soul embattles every day    
The heart and mind will always lead fate’s way    
When emotions somehow stray    
 
Yet, what happens when conjoined souls asunder, lost, trying to find a higher plateau    
The gift of feelings with nowhere to go    
What is this sensational sentiment we all call love    
Its journey is very elusive to have been given and ordained from above    
    
Kindred Spirits taking a risk upon a sacred chance    
Entwined temples frolicking in such a beguiling and tender romance    
When the doubts, uncertainties manifest, why is it always the last dance    
The whispered words, I love you, when passion and desires once reign    
In that person, everything pleasurable to gain    
In the absence of love, the heart feels the pain    
    
Remembrance of love spills, rumpled satin sheets    
Giving unto God’s calling as souls come to meet    
Forsaken all others, if you could, would, should    
Now turned backs from where the presence of another once stood    
The mind has blessed the heart, now both tattered, misconstrued    
Is this the demise of Love’s supposedly greater good    
    
True love tenderly kisses the state of mind
When the sacred combustion of desires and raptured are entwined
Heart kneeling, ouroboros moving bodies    
Endorphins released, intoxicating effect like a hot tottie    
    
Once the stupor wears off    
That hot flame has scorched the Moth    
Rescinding of hearts, minds to keep from becoming undone    
Lust, rapture, on the run    
 

The desire to reach for the stars is ambitious. The desire to reach hearts is wise.”

 Maya Angelou

 

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