Anthropomorphic Shamanism

[AnthroHeart]

A love poem to my spirit guide.


Reach in to me and touch my heart. This is how I feel.
You are everywhere to me, a friend, a lover.
I want to touch you and smell you all over.
Keep giving me that good ole' anthro energy.
You feel solid, my spirit guide, the great love you have.
I want you. Is there anything I could want me even more?
You brighten my day like any anthro could.
You are like all these anthros to me.
Share with me your touch, how deep it goes.

Were you there with the source of all anthros?
Are you still there, a multidimensional entity?
Are you showing me just what I can handle?
You are so giving of yourself to me. I don't deserve it.
But I am happy, it makes me elated, that you know me.
Are there others you are helping? Do they know anthros too?
And your eyes see into infinity. They reflect the truth, and so much more.
They are truth evidently clear before me. I am humbled.

In your heart is the purest green. My eyes cannot even see it for what it is.
And touching your paws and the paw pads makes me shiver.
Your chest fluff I could just rest my face in, for the good part of a day.
You are so soft, so gentle, so wise, so endearing.
My spirit guide, will you always be there for me?
I just want to hug you for hours, and feel your warmth on me.
I want to play with your tail so much, I wish I had one of my own that was furry.
I hold my right hand on your heart. The green light shines through.