Sacred
- REBELLICCA

- Apr 25
- 1 min read
The moment you see her,
Her soul wraps itself around your bones.
You know quietly you're standing
In front of something sacred.
Her presence calls up a fire in you,
You didn’t know you carried anymore.
Beyond desire, devotion.
You don’t feel lost or trapped.
You feel home.
©REBELLICCA, 2026
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