Monday, December 27, 2004

Husbandry

Husband,
You farm me
Till fallow then fertile
I bear bountiful
Our harvest of love

Husband,
You plough me
Your penis prow
Furrowing
My flesh
Seeding me with promise.


Pregnant with tomorrow
I rise to the occasion.

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