My dream of you is of beauty,
with your shy and silent heart,
and the divine quiet I sense
in your deep and curious eyes,
gazing upon me with wonder,
receiving me, a man who
loves you more then you can know…
receiving you into my heart and mind
as the sweet medicine you are… woman.
The Goddess is praying you even as you
are praying her, loving her sweet quality
of Love, & her wild, innocent freedom
that I can see in your eyes
when you are most vulnerable.
If you should melt open suddenly
your light would lift me
into the soft, invincible strength I am,
unknowing and in constant amazement
because of beauty, beauty, beauty
singular and clear, shining in your
naked strength.


About Blake Steele

I am a poet, writer, workshop leader, recording artist... half monk, half pirate, passionate for Life and Love to triumph in the world. I'm American by birth, but am living in Sweden for a while: writing, growing, deepening with amazing, open-hearted people, as well as developing Wild Words Creative Writing Classes and Wild Souls Workshops around the world.
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  1. Monkey says:

    It’s spooky how clever some ppl are. Thksna!


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