Soft bed
Crickets and traffic competing outside
Warm skin, patiently alive
Bra tired breasts finally free
Eyes that want to close
Fingers absently twirling hair
Words doing their dance all day
Can never catch them all
Some spill out onto the page
While the others scamper off giggling
Like children, hand in hand
You don't want to want but you do
And you breathe Love
Like an ecstatic ache
The cat purrs and the clock chimes the hour
The fortune teller who knows everything
But sees nothing
And in your definitive answerlessness
You vibrate and pulse
Like a fuzzy bee on a flower
Woman
So long asleep
No inkling
Of your true nature
Power
Ecstasy
Creator
Destroyer
Love
Integrated
Embodied
Beautiful
Goddess
And there's where it's so bizarre
Endlessly perfect geometric variation
All of creation alive
Breathing, vibrating as One
And you're part of it!
We all are
You lie naked across the bed
Twirling your hair
Car tires, neighbors voices
And random thoughts of the day
Popping in and out of your awareness
Like a mental game of whack-a-mole
You aren't really certain
If you will alter the cosmos now
Or perhaps have more tea
Both seem quite viable
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