The Depths of Feminine Desire
The depths of feminine desire
Are such that
It feels as if
There is a black hole
Inside my yoni
Drawing in
Asking
Beckoning
Questioning
As if the space of nothingness is asking to be filled
As if the darkness wishes to know light
Wishes to have it illuminate every shadow that ever was
A sacred aching that cannot be satiated
By anything except
That which was created to satiate it
