Monk Mode
Throbbing bliss tingle within,
bursts forth, playing on our skin,
fixating therein focus,
along love’s bliss beat locus.
Divine entwined flirtation
becomes our meditation,
climbing the stairs to heaven,
through body chakras seven.
Simply thus, by being still
and surrendering our will
to God, who with our breath flows,
radiating light, soul glows.
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