I traveled across the coast,
Connected to the Holy Ghost,
So now I raise my glass,
& toast, to my victory.
California was so beautiful,
& I’m sure she felt it was mutual,
But my mutual did not think the same.
See, I guess my angelic presence continued to wreck his brain.
Resistant to the healing change, I was.
So I flew back to the city that made me feel shy.
To a feeling I thought was home,
But through experience I cannot deny.
That the Jacuzzi it once felt like,
Now left me feeling dry,
So when I was asked to remove my belongings,
I wiped my eyes & crossed the sky.
Now, on a throne,
Next to a King,
Who continues to make my heart sing,
I can finally see the engagement.
Ring, because I went through 3 rounds of intense karma.
So I planted my seeds like the noble farmer.
No longer the heaviness do I harbor.
Because now I swim across the showers of love with no condition,
Openly offering my cup; honoring my own intuition.
With the slight shift in disposition,
Like the psychic I am, I really listen,
As I align with my Divine Masculine,
Through hazel crystals that are no longer afraid to be exposed to glisten.
