Poem "Dear Lover"

Dear lover of one, five, twenty, a thousand years

Do not miss a beat of our song

Touch me for the moment if fleeting

Unravel me

For we have only just begun our song

My body

A world in its own

Your body

A traveler

That knows it could spend lifetimes

And never discover all my wonders

Dear masculine wonderer

I invite you to sit at my table

And in exchange I ask for you unwavering presence

Together we can build

Around this first super

An empire of love

I kiss your feet

Not from a space of belittling thy self

But of a space of gratitude

The you my wonderer

Have touched your feet to the ground

And has aligned to your holy masculine

My hair washes your body

As the rain washes the dry earth

Quenching a thirst of a thousand lifetimes

The mother sees your gentle strength

Can feel the way you walk upon her and within her

And knows that though you are tempted

You do not pick and claim

The flowers of her temple