Flowers bloom while the rain hides behind the clouds for the night
Birds sleep in their nests waiting for the sun to come up
A rabbit jumps from tree log to tree log enjoying the cool air
I wait for the sky to turn a blood red but sigh when it stays dark blue
Can there be a way to express the deep sadness in my heart?
A cloth soaked in a bucket of filthy water for hours
I sigh and sigh as if the air is coming from that place
It is a kiln for my other emotions
Swept from the floor and into the arms of a warrior
Taken to the woods for our late night romance
He sings the song Krishna does for Arjuna after making love for the first time
I see in his eyes the longing for my body's smooth skin pressed against his
The world is my Goddess, sleeping soundly while the countries lay under the water
I am inside her womb, experiencing the first moment of sleep
My mind collapses from being pulled by hers
It doesn't want me to think
I cannot help but wonder if this was meant to be
A mere body to be pulled like a puppet in whichever direction the master deems fit
She is my creator, no? What if the man who holds me in his gentle arms is?
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