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Hermaphrodite - Part II

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Hermaphrodite - Part II


My thoughts are filled with the Hermaphrodite,
of the woman breaking through the surface of my skin.
I cup a vulva where there should be instead, a pen.is -
laugh aloud because I feel whole.

You ask why I am laughing, 
but you do so with your own laughter.
Your voice startles me awake,
its echo whispers along my spine.

Disorientation                        leads to clarity.

I look around, it feels like home.
Pixies shine in my eyes.
Right now you are a Pixie
             in my eyes,
a paradoxical puzzle that makes you all the more beautiful.
You have always been there,
so intertwined, I only had an illusion of being alone.

IT/You/I/We, say:

"I have been your Mother, you have been my Father,
Sister, Brother, Child, Lover."


II.

I want to make love to you
on exponential levels.
Here                finally,
I swallow the truth of always having wanted to.
You tell me that we already are,
possibly a bit differently than expected.

"In my sleep?"

"No, ancient boy, young boy."

I feel slighted for a fraction of a moment,
but the woman re-surfaces within.

You penetrate me,
using my own body to fill me/your body.
Waves. Pulsating, flowing currents.

How can I be feeling both?

We are between two Mirrors                deep beneath the Sea.
Do I dare look? Of course.
I see our reflection through your eyes -
you are using my body to make love to me/your body,
my belly is an earthquake.
There are smaller images of us rebounding between the Mirrors,
hypnotizing me, leading me deeper into reflections,
until I am only a grain of sand.

You take me in. You are an Oyster,
molding me into a Pearl,
even though you were born a Pearl. 

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  1. Date: 6/30/2012 4:00:00 PM
    yes

  1. Date: 6/28/2012 12:09:00 PM
    lol..--->

  1. Date: 6/27/2012 6:40:00 PM
    0.0

  1. Date: 6/27/2012 2:21:00 PM
    ------------------> almost there----->

  1. Date: 6/27/2012 1:11:00 PM
    ...>>>

  1. Date: 6/27/2012 12:19:00 PM
    I so want to joke around here and say how I always knew you were a hermaphrodite but I can't... Reading this is like being plunged into something --ok the word 'yummy' pops to mind-- dang. Satisfying yet leaves you wanting to read more-- glad there's a continuation here, Chris. Yes, won't that be amazing to be just a part of this whole? And the paradox of it all...What a very loaded, loaded write this is!! So many things here I want to comment on but yup speechless for now...

    Neels Avatar Wilma Neels
    Date: 6/30/2012 9:58:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Speechless??????? :D
    na Avatar wala na
    Date: 6/27/2012 12:20:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    yeah, that's speechless :p
  1. Date: 6/27/2012 11:41:00 AM
    Enlightenment continues....