Womb
Blessed home of life longing for life,
the link between heaven and heaven embodied,
the foundation laid out with supple stones,
a palpitating structure with
tender floors and crystalline ceilings,
throbbing cathedrals and supplicant altars,
virgin rolling waters and fertile gardens
maintained by the tears of the Almighty,
gentle rains from his compassionate eyes,
turning into blood that falls
through the hallowed skies
into the home of secrecy to be revealed
to only one true lover to be
joined in holy matrimony,
blessed home that breathes and cries,
a corporal treasure chest
kept in secret tempered vaults
with sentries posted along the perimeters
with eyes that see all oncoming lovers,
an omnipotence created
by intelligence and employed by desire,
an urge that becomes a flame, a flame
that becomes a volcano, a volcano that
erupts into a frenzy
and blinded in the throes of lust and
soothed by the balm of consummation,
blessed be the performance of
the womb in working order
from the blueprint of God’s master-works,
the perpetual motion that runs through eternity,
his handiwork from his omnipotent mind
with the power it has over all reasoning,
its intelligence turned to carnal longing,
its new life living in its holy placenta,
its giving through its pleasure,
its beauty, its sacred beauty,
oh, sacred love, oh, sacred womb,
oh, sacred love–– -– -– -
oh, sacred loving– -– -– -
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