nothing else is
Only She ,
the urge ,Fecund ,Emergent,Rhythmic,Dancing from a world into being from that void that is no void at all but her Urgent Self.
dark and light
ice and fire
solidity and spirit
the gyre of time .
She quarrels and stands between life and death. she carries the dead on her back , the dead returning ...
she is insatiable ,
the heated vagina ,purifying wind .
a struggle to release power of life
- the shadowed self .
' he molded me with his fine hands
he irrigated my womb
myth of divine
abused
acknowledged .
rest let be
.-
of the clay of this dust
legions of sleep
in crusted lust of need
shameless mortal goddess
'should i lie beneath you ?'
we are equals .
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