There's this flowering all over the place in pink and purple As breath goes still the vagina opens and inhales the beauty from the earth
There's this flowering inside the fragile petals growing upwards through the womb with such soft strength with a fragrance of spring
On the verge of becoming
Always this being on the verge of becoming ever fresh ever glowing in purple and pink fragility vulnerability and unimaginable beauty
The flowering all over the place On the verge of becoming that is: always moving, always growing Like a seed that is ready to sprout to become a flower The moment of growth of power shooting up the body is so delicate
In a whisper of no breath There's just the flowering
Flowering
Posted - May 03 2008 : 5:36:29 PM
