My Sensual Nature

Blessed Samhain 🖤

The physical fruits of last night’s harvest moon ritual. New herbs on the door pentacle and stuff in a jar. Which is the tell-tale sign of being a witch. You put things in jars. Mom, you didn’t know you were practicing witchcraft doing your home canning did you. Happy full moon in Pisces everyone.

You push me aside
And then come in from behind
I thought it was a rejection
And it was
A rejection of my feelings
Of my love
Of my wholeness as a person
I am only a portal now
For your pleasure

My vessel has cracks
Splitting seams
Love is soft and strong
If that was love
I wouldn’t be breaking
Thank goddess I am Love
Soft enough to heal
Strong enough to not let you
Back in


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Merry Samhain