The way a rose blossoms in her full glory to release her exquisite perfume is the same way a woman opens when her sacred nature is held in reverence.Â
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The way her pussy opens petal by petal when stroked with attention and care. Flushing, heavy and wet. Gateway to her erotic essence.
The way her cervix yawns open every month to spill her moon blood, dark and rich.
The way her cervix ripens, effacing and dilating, to drop the baby into the birth canal.
The way her heart radiates to hold humanity, but has boundaries which serve her opening.Â
The way her throat opens to channel the words which express an unpopular Truth.
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Today I wear the rose in celebration and contemplation of the Feminine.
How are you honoring Her?