Monday 27 June 2016



I think about your long back and low hips
Your sleek-snake walk.
The slight curve of your shoulders
As you stoop to kiss
Me, dressed in pink rose petals.

Earth's heartbeat pulls you down to core
That blazes up in you and sets me alight.
Petal by petal you swallow
Flames of your own making
Until I am whole again

Inside your belly.
Where I am a circle
And I am healing you
And you are a circle
And you are healing me.

Copyright with Cathy Leonard 2016

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