Ode to the female

Just for fun: how many famous femmes can you name check in this poem (there are ten to find in all). 
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This one is from shakti, in her many forms, to the divine masculine.

I wavered on one of the words when I was writing, but have settled for the less mischievous option here. If you spot it, and want to swap it - make it your own....

There are many aspects of the feminine to embrace, if only as potentialities. Not all of them are pretty, but they can all be awesome. If we repress and deny, we will only make our shadow body more powerful. If we find something we don't find 'acceptable' inside us, what can we do with it? What higher use can we put it to? Who is judging it as 'good' or 'bad' in the first place?  

Fiddle dee dee
So what if I'm bad?
What if
I get goosepimply
All over
Would you come up sometime
And be pleased to see me?
Like a prayer
I'll whisper to you softly
To justify my love for you
Would you meet me on a train
Cross country?
And will you trust this dark, dark horse
Who has a taste for
Bad romance?
Acknowledge me:
Don't make me your
Enemy
I'm better than your wildest dreams
Chinnamasta yoni veda 
I don't have all the answers
But I sing because I have a song
If I drown my sorrows
Please forgive
I love you more
Than
My own skin


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