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Making nature
Come here great green horned God
Let me sit on your serpent
And I'll become your Goddess
Nurturing you is my pleasure
the mångata reflecting on us
As we Make nature
Two becoming one comes so natural
Sometimes soft and gentle like a lamb
Sometimes hard and heavy like the wind
You even use your vines and tie me up
You fill me up with your seed that over flows
Like the oceans sea breeze misting on my face
Let me sit on your serpent
And I'll become your Goddess
Nurturing you is my pleasure
the mångata reflecting on us
As we Make nature
Two becoming one comes so natural
Sometimes soft and gentle like a lamb
Sometimes hard and heavy like the wind
You even use your vines and tie me up
You fill me up with your seed that over flows
Like the oceans sea breeze misting on my face
Published 9th Feb 2016
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9th Feb 2016 6:25pm
9th Feb 2016 7:11pm
Not heard the wind described as hard, and heavy before. It's intangible obviously but you made me think about it. Hard rain, heavy rain maybe, but I do get where you're coming from. The direction....downward ?
9th Feb 2016 7:30pm
That does make more since I had a brain fart so I went with that thanks 😊
