Fireflies dance in the distance
As the drums beat louder and harder
Matching the cadence of my heart
Men stare lustfully at undulating hips
Imagining my sex
Yearning to touch my womanhood
As the fire illuminates my skin
Primal scents fill the air
Wine and whisky and sweat and lust …..
Heaving my breasts toward them
Blazing eyes smiling back
I am Babalon
Sensual, ravenous, shameless and free!
Feeding fantasies and raw desire
I am the snake winding my way around the cup
I am the cup
I offer it freely
And no one can turn away
For it is potent, intoxicating, vital and pure
It is the reason for life
And the life of reason
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