velvet flesh of flowered life
earthen violin and mother
mortal and immortal still
in blood and seed and newborn breath
her secrets tempt and syrup
ripe to pour when strings are swept
and strummed to hum
of sacrosanct fire
and man's tempting
his want to brand and slave
yet her beauty is her own
murmured hymns and well's
waters of depth and creation
of gods and deity designed
a goddess despite her yearning
for flesh and punishment glistening
and plums pearl to seek her mystery
to release the salt of making
and when lips move her blooming
she swells and parts the veil
a jewel sighing ancient notes
and legends of their musk
and she will gift them their desire
when yoni moans her music

a universe hinges
on the liquid of her tears