Sweet Honey Dove

Rich Main Course

In my navel contains a deep blue sapphire
With facets so startling to quench your desire

Gaze into the portals of the eye of Horus
Discover your essence to be quite porous

Come ride my chariot across Orion's belt
Shooting arrows of Truth to make a Centaur melt

Drinking starlit particles which burst in your mouth
Zooming East, West, North and then South

The cavernous heart is open and wide
Deep Sufferings and Sorrows have moved aside

Let's prepare a feast with a rich main course
The hunger for Joy has resumed in full force

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