Wombtime
The pool was warm, more shallow than deep
in your arms I feigned sweet sleep
head ‘pon shoulder, tresses outspread
tendrils of water wash chin and forehead
Cradling limbs wave anemone like form.
Reminiscent of womb time and life being born.
Adrift as sunbeam in a celestial sea,
trust in the kind arms surrounding me.
Breathe in the sustenance of universal bliss.
Breathe in the gentleness like a lovers first kiss.
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