Star 4/19/93 to D. and L.
A liberation from the body,
Felt-heart touched twice...
Steam of desire,
For man and child touches me.
He is my only son, and he my only man.
Tender touch my side, you,
Feel you my soul? it mothers you.
Tender kiss my lips, you,
Comfort in familiarity, soul's caressing.
Tangled, trinity of Eternity,
Mother, Father, Child....
Caresses and caring,
I kiss my son on his awaiting lips,
Briefly one with my own daughter's sleepy spirit.
Who am I, I am asked,
Eve, All-Mother, Night.
I lead my mate down the path to the caverns,
Seething with my son's bright soulflame.
I cradle my child in the dark of the shadows of the leaves,
Carried to a circled grove, and lay him there,
My son under his father's protective leaves.
And I lay with him there to stare at the night sky,
Comforted by the All-Father, forest's eyes.
Briefly combat with my devotion,
My awe at the unconditional love of a child,
At the soul-deep connected love of a man.
Stroke the hair, hand on breast,
Kiss the lips, head on chest....
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