I have this secret tunnel
that goes from the
backofmyheart,
disguised as a thick vein,
down to my Womb.
It’s special
because it’s hidden,
curled into itself
And what you don’t know is that
I feel you running,
sliding right through it,
Irreversibly
Immortally
every day.
It’s vital,
because it throbs when I miss you;
when I think of you;
when I touch myself
trying to find a trace of you on my skin…
That‘s how I know I’m still alive.
and when I think of being in front of you
– kneeling,
stripped and ready for you to make me worthy again –
that vein acts like a second heart
pumping and beating,
bruising me gently with desire,
sparking Everything I am
Onfire.
