mars in taurus...

Alive

as an everglade of sensuality

in my Mars; Movement.

In my rapture of velvet morsels

and cold silken airs.

My time-indulgent, expansive gait,

always

masticating in my senses

 as the last of the pack.

Longing in my bullish pivots

around body pleasure, Divine motion.

Goddess touching through me

and every moment a delighted arousing Home.