Warm Milky Way baths of a skylight faced towards Pluto for illumination,
Shea butter once I dip out this meditative pool of relaxation.
I tune in to my body once my head rests on feather pillows,
And wait patiently for my whole system to slip off to the realm of the dreamers.
Only here, can the goddess Venus have a sunrise in fiery Mars,
Heart's desires dance out in my created stars.
I can make all moons and planets orbit against the Moirai for my desires to work out,
The past is nonexistent to challenge a future with you always to be around.
But my body wakes up everyday with my spirit pulled back to an earthly confinement,
It tears my wishes and prayers away to discourage a spiritual alignment.
Hope is not lost as long as my eyes can stay closed,
Planets can be pulled out of orbit in the hands of a goddess's torn soul.
