Her

Her
She stirs
I conjured her, I’m sure...
Imagine a red cloud
of energy so pure
shaped magnetically with
a natural cure
placed unspoken
from lips unbroken
hands churning a spiral
heaven bound
Desires known from
destinations previously unfound
grace displaced gently in
proper measure
Wisdom from the womb confounds
such merciful treasure
guide my steps as I walk
with - her. Thank you, for her.

Written 2/05