The Priestess's Gift

The Priestess's Gift

A Poem by E.V. Black
"

Her body is her temple.

"

My body is a temple,

chaste and pure.

A gift to my goddess,

which I dare not defile.

I give my spirit

and my tender soul

to her and only her.

She is my life.

© 2011 E.V. Black


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This is lovely. Are you of the wiccan faith? It sure does sound like so. I like this piece.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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