Confessions of Love

I say

Dear Womb-man I love you.

Been fighting so hard

Still relentlessly fighting.

The Consistency.

Dear Womb-man that strength engulfs you.

Now stride this way.

Allow these humbled arms to clutch you.

I am saying

Dear beloved Womb-man grazing about,

Your nearing the finish line.

Let your soul to ease;

I will help you,

Together it will be a breeze...

Stand up,

Now correct yourself

Your crowns' crooked;

I will help you.

Now strut this way

Allow these loving hands to confine you.

Beauty

Of the Mind,

Body,

Even Spirit...

Dear Womb-man that power circumferences you.

I said;

Dear Womb-man I love you.