Supreme rises
Phonies fall
Recognizing
As they crawl
So enticing
She’s adored
Magnetizing
Evermore
Power thriving
She’s reborn
Perfect timing
Shocks them all
Pen is writing
Causes awe
She’s the lighting
And the source
Magic thriving
Golden throne
Raven flying
She’s the mold
Raven Archer
Month: August 2024
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Supreme
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Bliss
Evolving and expanding
Is the only way to be
Rising with the sun
Wealth is my reality
Always smiling
Feeling my very best
A sweet and loyal partner
Fresh flowers by our bed
A beautiful big home
With lots of sun light
Vast beautiful views
His love feels so right
Prosperity and abundance
Fills our very home
A life warm and gentle
With tons and tons of love
Feeling the warm breeze
While he enjoys the sight
Living in the very moment
Grateful for this moment in time
Raven Archer
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She
Prophetic dreams
Wise prime sage
Peaceful bliss
History in your veins
Trusting the journey
With clear purpose
Conscious mind
Direct in your bluntness
Strong willpower
Your will is their command
The universe listens
It always understands
Mastered emotions
Strong sharp mind
Seeing through illusions
Clear readings on sight
Aware and conscious
Evolved and rising
Sun shines upon you
Source is always guiding
Awakened and aware
Health is your wealth
Abundance always there
Unique and not compared
Raven Archer
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Sweet Little Girl
My sweet little girl
How do you feel
Show me your dreams
What do you see
There is a rainbow
By that white cloud
There are no worries
Nor tears or frowns
Seeing the light
Shinning through
I feel a smile
Is that you?
Thriving and flowing
Swirling in your gown
Many pretty flowers
Are all dancing around
Pretty little princess
Daughter of the universe
The cosmos supports you
The entire multiverse
Honey fills your cup
Holy and divine
Aware and observant
Golden your shrine
My sweet little girl
How you came to be
Such kind creator
Providing this reality
Raven Archer
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Queen Of The Night
Governed by light
Surrounded by flames
Queen of the night
Sharp gentle gaze
Long black gown
Hair to the waist
Tell her your dreams
Before they go to waste
Crown of thorns
Pushed to the skull
Blood and tears
Anything for love
Hold him tight
Just not too tight
He is your beloved
Bright son of God
All of the masses
Are deep asleep
Sing them a song
With a gentle twist
Writing the books
Sharing the light
How bright is your flame
Queen of the night.
Raven Archer.
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