In me, you are- wet and thick;
I wish to rub you between my two fingers.
I can feel you, in me, taking your course,
Driving my muscles to pump.
Oh how steady; sturdy; rhythmic you are.
You understand what it means to be muscular.
Right side
Sucking in anti-air.
Force a change in me
Until I can breathe what you have to offer.
Left side
Marrying life to the rest of my person.
Each Ventricle is built as follows:
Low to the ground is strong
But the heavens of what you stake,
Quake weak and deathly .
A process larger than the width of my sorrows
And holding me together as I fall apart. Vividly-
I picture: you are, sweet and damp, in me.
Driving my muscles to pump
Coursing too fast to fathom
like a mighty stream of vomit from a toddlers mouth.
Oh how balanced; holy; constant you are.