Eternal child, you know the
The secret of your long lost youth
is waiting deep inside. Will you
ever learn to let it rise and fall,
within you there?
The world is real, and we
of one vast, lost equation. Secretly,
we move ourselves through worlds
within worlds. God the seed, and
She, the great laboratress of life.
How is it that we hold them
within? Each particle of flesh
is theirs - to have, to hold, to bear.
Alchemically, their need becomes
Creative spark of fire divine,
Envisioned touch of flesh divine.
Opening eternally to thee...
? Michaelette ?
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