Amar is silver and velvet
Sometimes i am at her feet
anointing, offering, purging
sometimes im screaming at her
fuck you! what are you doing to me?
she is only her truest, wildest self
in that she glows, moves the tides, minds, and hearts
all her willful servants, back-up singers in her celestial choir
she is glorious
defiant
unbothered
soft and murderous
many deaths and rebirths
she knows
she listens
she speaks if you can listen too
her love is unquestionable. surrender or hurt
she will not come find you
she is always there
expect her to never be the same from one glance to the next
that is why you got to keep looking
stay attuned or you will miss it
believe me you dont want to miss it
show knows your longing and your desire
let it expand and contract
do nothing. this is crucial
control is your enemy. behave accordingly
she knows she knows she knows
she’ll show you in your dreams
in your gut
at the threshold between pain and pleasure
memory and prophecy