Spring Rites

I’m inside my inner woman
Bring her roses when she’s bleeding
Bring her apples when she’s starving
I’m inside her rainy gardens
I admit that I’m waiting for the flowers

I’m the drink my lover serves me
It’s so bright inside her body
I’m the black light running madly
From her cunt and down her fingers
I admit that I’m feasting on my tombstone

I’m above the red horizon
Flood of love is coming slowly
You have chosen time to choose me
So enjoy the rites it brought me
I admit that I’m building you a fountain

And if life is just a circle
Bring me teardrops when I’m climbing
Bring me bullwhips when I’m laughing
I’m outside the wall of hatred
I admit that I’m flowing into oceans