I used to think sex was everything. To have a person swim
in me, and absorb one another chemically and spiritually...
But how could I do that?
Cast a vast responsibility upon someone, to take in
and hold onto all my darkness, worries, insecurities,
light, love and purity.
So, I searched for a new lover whom
could sprinkle, and claim a place. A place where
both our toxins and faults
And so, this new man asks
"How deep is your love?"
If only you knew the dangers of it being so deep
you could come before me, and before He.
But he should've asked how Dark were the
depths of my ocean?
You see because my darkness is here on the surface.
On the surface there is ugly; you, a man and flesh could not
surpass and reach the depths of my beauty...
Finally, a drop of rain fell and quenched my thirst.
I looked up and it poured.
The clouds whispered
" Now let me restore all that has evaporated."
He kissed me with every drop, inhabiting the depths of my beyond.
I am swimming afloat.