Like the flower at dawn is bathed in light
My arms shall cradle you, loving and tight,
My ribs I will string for your earth and sky
Where your dreams shall travel and your hopes fly,
With my hot tears I’ll water your white cheeks
Untangle your hair, snows melting in creeks,
Your wildness I’ll stir, waters in your womb
Frothing as they churn and in your eyes bloom,
Your salt and nectar in my cup I’ll reap
Fermenting wine and honey, saps of deep
Perfumes and colours burning with your seeds,
Ink for my verse, over your body bleeds.