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The Queen of My Self

The Queen of My Self

3 Love Poems

 

June is traditionally the month for weddings and it is also now celebrated as Gay Pride month. Love is in the air all around. This is a juicy time of making whoopy.

But while June is the jolly season for Brides and Grooms, Brides and Brides and Grooms and Grooms, it is important to remember that the most primary and important love is that of Self Love. All relationships are built on the respect, esteem and affection that we have for our self.

OK. So it is not June anymore. But it is summer, hot and horny, and I am on a roll. So I am going to continue this theme of sex, love and self-love until I run out of content!

 

I am as red, as beautiful as the rainbow.

Your heart has just been taken by me.

Your blood has been taken by me.

Your flesh has been taken by me.

Your eyes have been taken by me.

Your saliva has been taken by me.

 

Your saliva and mine are one forever.

You are a wizard.

– Cherokee chant To Fix the Affections

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Early morning dawning green.

Ah. . . is the willow so green?

In the green fields,

You gave me your love.

– Quecha song

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You are the heaven and You are the earth,

You are the day and You are the night,

You are all pervading air,

You are the sacred offering of rice

and flowers and of water;

You are Yourself all in all,

What can I offer You?

– Lalla, 14th Century Kasmiri yogini

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Donna Henes is the author of The Queen of My Self: Stepping into Sovereignty in Midlife. She is the Midlife Midwife™ offering counseling and upbeat, practical and ceremonial guidance for individual women and groups who want to enjoy the fruits of an enriching, influential, purposeful, passionate, and powerful maturity.

Consult the MIDLIFE MIDWIFE™: http://www.donnahenes.net/queen/consult.shtml

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The Queen welcomes questions concerning all issues of interest to women in their mature years. Send your inquiries to thequeenofmyself@aol.com.

 

 

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