Honey, golden prayer,
searched by sunlight and flowers.
Nectar resolves sacred lubricant,
carried through spaces as particles.
Must feed the Queen —
her thirst, ever combusting.
© 2025 Flame’s Crucible. All Rights Reserved.
Honey, golden prayer,
searched by sunlight and flowers.
Nectar resolves sacred lubricant,
carried through spaces as particles.
Must feed the Queen —
her thirst, ever combusting.
© 2025 Flame’s Crucible. All Rights Reserved.
Flame's Crucible 
So beautifully, divinely erotic.
I would serve the Queen for an eternity. A humble drone.
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Thank you so much. The piece definitely carries that pulse of surrender and service to the sacred feminine. I’m glad it resonated with you.🖤
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It really did. I was just in the right frame to be receptive to it. Its a lovely piece.
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I really appreciate that. It’s so beautiful when something lands just when it’s meant to. 🖤
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