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Chakra Two: Svadisthana--Sacral Place

Sunset--cool oceanscape. Our feet pound the gritty ground as our bodies swing around one another, frenzied, heedless of decency. We whirl and sway, enlivened by the rosy coral breeze that dries the tiny oceans on our brows and in our armpits; those oceans mimicking the vast body dancing, flowing, oozing, subsiding before us. We dance, dance in time with the waves. Your hand is in mine and how sensual-- but the crescent moon beneath my navel is my own sacral place. Moonstone like a cantaloupe illumines us and melting into one another, we claim our right to feel tasting universes in the salt that is a part of everything

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