Musings by Magdalene the Muse

Nature
It was in my nature 
I could feel the rise of my sensuality 
I tried so hard to burrow deep 
The shame and guilt of being a sexual being 
Held by my hips, chest and waist
My body was a weapon 
unsheathed by the disapproval of man 
My body is like a fire 
Fueling the flames of  unwavering desire 
It’s in my nature 
My beautiful desire of freedom 
Free to stretch my erotic frame 
Allowing the sun to paint my newest shade

Euphoria
the vibrations of the beat infuse my being
I can feel the weight of the world crack
crumbling away with each movement 
I can no longer hide the feelings of peace
falling deeper into the trance 
a state I hold sacred
dance is my way to be free 
raves have always been my safe house 
dancing away the mundane
releasing every ounce of guilt
experiencing utter euphoria 

Love
Love was the most natural thing in my life 
I lived and breathe for it
It would fuel my desire 
becoming more important than air at times 
I would feel my heart race at the thought 
Seeing their beautiful light illuminate their being 
Unconditional.
Unchanging.
Undeniable.
Love.
Is not for me to own 
If I were to truly love you 
I would let you go 
I can watch you grow
I will see you cultivate your dreams 
Love is more than us
It is free and abundant 
My love runs free and fills every crack and seam of your hearts 
My love is sacred yet always shared 
Love was always the most natural thing in my life 

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Ginger

You used to drip on my mind like warm honey
Your words melted into me like milk in my hot tea
They ask me why do I smile when you burn me
You never have been anything less than intense 
If you were a tea you would be ginger crystals
If I would brew all of you
I would burn with every sip
My eyes would water and my throat would swell.
I can’t dilute you because you would be bland 
So for most of my life I could take you in small doses 
Always covering you in honey to protect my palate 
For some reason now I don’t need it 
I built up my tolerance to your spice 
Sometimes ginger tea is the best to heal a cold 
but now that I am fully recovered
I can no longer savor you 
Maybe in time I’ll warm you back up 
You were always my favorite pick me up 
So when that day comes I hope you treat me well 
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Blood is thicker than water 

A common saying, false in nature
We are 80% water 
Water is the most important 
Times when we run clear as summer springs 
Times when we freeze over on winter nights 
But we never stop the flow
Our outrageous journey 
Our special tale of summer highs and icy lows
Yeah cut from different cloths 
Two different patterns and styles 
But we weave an abundant tapestry 
Can’t you see the signs 
Zodiac signs 
Aries and Libra 
Across from one an another 
Not one in the same 
Oh my Sister sign
Sister Sign 
I ask why can’t it always be spring 
But I fail to remember fall is never forever 
Sisterhood is like the seasons 
I can come back with a new name and said I’ve changed but one thing remains same
I will love you Necey.