Water is where
It begins
Salty juice
Freshest blood
Wind feeling
Trees and me
I am here
Water deep
My feet damp
Clinging rocks
She trickles
Over me
Fuse with me
She cackles
Lie in me
Drink of me
Blackened, my
Visage peeks
Between cracks
And in lines
Snaking past
Rocks and through
Light, She weaves
Her story
Erasing
Foreknowledge
Forever
Moving on
And I rise
Out of Her
Beckoning
My own Love
I am Man
And Woman
I am both
And neither
Two and Three
All in One
I am my
Own Lover
Sacred Slut
Of my true
Heart's desire
I am Virgin
I gasp the
Shadow-light
Which plays the
Water's edge
He knows me
Intimately
Because She's
Also me
We love to
Create the
Vessels of
Our madness
Willingly we
Dance into
Ourselves and
Out again
Drinking of
The Water
Singing our
Own love songs
Reveling
and Playing
Ecstatic
Melodies
Splashing, we
Mix into
Her wetness
And hold on
And we breathe...
Slowly, we
Take pause, then
We listen
We are drawn
Into Her
Rippling voice
Her calm chant
Softly, She
Repeats Her
Prose so we
Understand
He and She
Rejoin Me
Two or Three
into One
I am here
Completely
Deep in Her
Breathing in
My vessel
Is full of
Her currents
And I am
Simplest blood
Juicy salt
With Water
It begins
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