An intimate place held close at heart, sealed within; <br />releasing my souls content, unlocked corridors. <br />Luring this woman's desires, unafraid to sin, <br />strengthens and heals those who search reasons to explore. <br /> <br />Each passing moment transcends us to a new realm, <br />enveloping my mind and spirit, an endless bliss. <br />This spiritual home is structured by a true helm, <br />comforting convictions that stand loyal to this. <br /> <br />Two stories tall with windows so clear you can see all, <br />rooms of love remain high while others are hidden. <br />Remission stains the walls of colour down the south hall, <br />the malicious inner screams are now forbidden. <br /> <br />Internal warmth travels through the foundation here, <br />enlightened ones offer residual tithes of love. <br />Traveling warriors, kings and queens from far and near, <br />pursue enlightenment and healing from above. <br /> <br />Spiritual vicar welcomes all to enter now, <br />entering this realm with a solemn tender vow<br /><br />Kristin Nicole RothDavis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/welcome-to-my-home/
