Crawl into space,
My Love, My Me.
You are my yearning,
Desire burning
I'll get the covers
Protect you from pain...
(Yet, I am the judge judged insane.
I am the pillar of Earthly desire
I am the mystery, the lick of the fire,
Together we judge them insane!)
Jon Alan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mother-caressing-her-fetus-in-front-of-the-mirror/
