belly down
the hand that rubs the belly downfeels what it must to hear the sound
of the life that is breathed within
to share the moment, to spread new kin
of all thy spirit that loves my minute
of familiar quiet that lies within it
grasping the patterns in love's hour
adoring pleasures that none is sour
coming in forms which i do not deserve
doing what is called of me to preserve
a wholeness of one, united
the mission started, two in one, not subsided.
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