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