THE SACRED PROSTITUTE

She sees him

She knows
His darkest depths

She hears
His hearts longing

She tastes
His little-boy fear

She touches
His desperate soul

She feels
His aching thirst

To be met

Would he to
Trust her

His sultry shadows
She would seduce
Out of the
Recesses of his core

To merge
With her essence

She knows
Who he is
She knows
How to show him

She knows
How to carve
Out his soul
From the muddied
Scrambles of his
Messed up psyche

For her role
Is that of
Priestess;

To take a man home

To his purity
Divinity
Release him
Of the confines
Of his everyday
Imprisonment

She takes
Him to his
God-Self

As he purrs
In contentment.

She is a
Powerful wild heart
Genius at
Feminine intelligence

She lies in the
Encoding of
Every single woman

Vulnerability –
The only key,

To her mystery…

——
~ Katrina Kalergis Loukas (c)

Conversation

A woman can only cradle a man home once she has met, unraveled and righted her own ‘messed up psyche’. None of us are immune to mastering our psychology.

It’s just that once you’ve really done this inner work as a female, the intrinsic nature of this innate encoded sexual capacity – that of a ‘Sacred Prostitute’ – embedded in your body’s intelligence – does become Realized…

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