Fertility – Poetry

Babies Can Hear and See Inside the WombMy soul looks for you 
Push my wall
Heavy
Burning
Deep
Cannonballs
My eyes look at you and through you
Stars pierce my souls
Falsified milk
Waiting for your semen to make me whole
And so my eyes look at you
Waiting
For
It
Because spit can’t transmit

This

And so

My eyes search for you

My soul searches

For a son

For Fertility

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      1. Miss L, you write mighty fine (:

        An email landed here from you today, just want to check, as it only came furnished with a lonely url/link..

      2. Came from your yahoo one, and according to the interwebs without going there, some sort of education site based in Turkey.

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