Angelicdescent's blog: "Affirmation"

With broken wings And silver rings The painted angel falls from grace Bleeding and broken with a smile on her face. Ink and blood and a promise written in skin Dreams shattered and hope drowned in passionate sin Fresh wounds disquise wounds of old As she wanders the world alone and cold The needle burns Her identity turns New secrets revealed Her wounds have healed She paints her skin with new wings She pierces her skin with metal rings The painted angel closes her eyes And remembers what it is to fly. -Angelic Descent

Bleed for me my love, Let me taste what dreams are made of. Let me lick my sins from your lips, With each movement of our thrusting hips. Make me feel the world spin, As I drag my nails across your skin. For I have been deep inside, The place where all your secrets hide. I share your deepest desire, A love the burns as hot as fire. Each sweet drop is liquid love, Baby taste what dreams are made of. As I shove you down between my thighs, And watch you with hungry eyes. Bless me with your loving stare, As I writhe and moan and pull your hair. I feel you now so deep inside, We've no more secrets left to hide. Our love has grown beyond desire, Standing strong against trial by fire. Bleed with me my love, For this is what dreams are made of. -Angelic Descent

A dear friend of mine posted this in her blog the other day. I loved it so I thought I'd share. I believe in the Goddess and Her Greatness. I have felt Her power, love and glory. I am Her priestess, Her daughter, Her vessel, Her instrument. I cannot believe that She would have chosen someone worthless to be Hers. Therefore, I cannot be worthless. My life, my efforts, my struggles, even my doubts, have meaning. I am human, She does not expect me to be a goddess as well. She loves me for who I was, who I am, and who I strive to be.