Goddess
Paintings: "Young Isis"
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Young Isis Tune in to the darkness that shines its light At the edges of your world And gifts you mana for growth and change. My navel is a whorl without end And my nipples bud toward your wholeness. Shake hips with me. Enter my reality. Leave even your nakedness at the door And trust your instincts. I am Isis. My wings are pure. My lips are love. And my feet are Earth-core creation. |
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Acrylics on inside of Bi-Fold Closet
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