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November 15, 2019

My Womanly Heart. {Poem}

You know my essence,
it’s going home.

Remember me,
in the dusty pink dress
that sweeps the floor,
the one you can count on me
being naked underneath,
with the paint stains
and worn holes
that tell the story
of my living.

Memorize how the soul fire
falls from my lips,
recognize
the realms bursting forth,
how I smell
after walking in the rain
like joyful misty earth
and the soft flesh
that is your fondest place.

Know the way my hips shake
at the stove
to the Rhythm
of me loving you.

Dive into my eyes
and make love
to the cosmos that you find.

Swim the rivers of my soul
Because you just cannot stop
finding nourishment
in their deep waters.

Don’t leave a trace
of my wild lands untouched.

Your hands are forever my anchor.

My body is your map to divinity.

Honor the sacred connection
I organically require.

Let my branches sway and reach madly.
Let me ramble and shout
as if I’m freeing my womanly heart.

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