The Sacred Grounding

Nicole and Bobby, hear this truth,
A wisdom ancient, yet ever youth.
Your love transcends, a cosmic flight,
Bound in stars, bathed in light.

But as you soar in realms unseen,
A lesson waits, serene, keen.
For love so vast, so divinely freed,
Must find its roots in what we need.

Tantra calls, a sacred art,
To ground your union, soul and heart.
Not just passion, th…