Devotion I

having cast out the barriers having taken the vitamins I made love my devotion I
made love my meditation I made the skin the hands the lips the tongue my
devotion the nipples collarbone the tender penis my devotion I made the mucus
the soft round nose of the cervix my devotion my tides the moons the seasons my
devotion I made the underwater suck and flow of our love my devotion pearly
swimmers pulpy heart of the descending ova my devotion I made the pathways
the joining and quickening devotion my hands on my belly my hands holding light
my hands on my belly until I became we became me contained he

Cristen Brooks