At the Hypogeum

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Smoky, sensual breath
Enter the orgasmic orchid opening
Into a cave of deepest longing
Sing to me with your sweet song
Echoing through thick layers of past hurt
Future worry, present confusion
Sound my melodic name
Not as a separate creature
But as a loving link to a lineage
That spirals inward and outward
Like a pearly conch shell
With no beginning and no end
Take me back to the amniotic see
Where there was amnesia for concepts
Like violence and separation
Where I was still attached to you
At the belly, nourished
Getting plump, a seedling
Growing into a pretty, petaled face
Smiling at all the other wilted beauties
​Who have forgotten their true names