here’s the thing about poetry:
it’s not just words—it’s the language of love,
the kind that makes your heart kneel
and your body rise.
 

my first poetry book, baptized by her touch,
33 love letters to the goddess,
to the sacred art of adoration,
to every curve, every scar, every moan
that turns the human body
into a temple.
 

this isn’t a book.
it’s an offering,
an altar for those who know
the divine doesn’t live in the sky—
she’s right here,
in thighs wrapped like prayers,
in hips swaying like a psalm,
in the nectar that baptizes every lover
brave enough to taste her.
 

it’s raw.
it’s messy.
it’s ecstasy wrapped in metaphor.
and yes, it’s holy.
 

if you’ve ever wanted to worship a goddess—
not in stained glass silence,
but in wild, unbuttoned, fire-in-your-belly awe—
this book is yours.
it’s about devotion that’s unafraid,
desire that doesn’t apologize,
and love that spills over like honey
on moonlit skin.
 

so here’s your invitation, love:
click the button below to pre-order a signed copy.
hold these pages in your hands
and feel what it’s like
to call something divine—
not because it’s perfect,
but because it’s unapologetically human.
 

this is goddess worship.
this is poetry.
this is how we remember
the holy in ourselves.