Her stomach swelled with dreams and love and blood and life  as she slowly dragged her fingers carefully down her milky white skin and she arched her back in anticipation as her palms found their resting place at the bottom of her belly where she paused momentarily and then gently slid and stroked and patted and parted and opened and bled and from her blood flowed eternity and from its river swam love and dreams and from dreams life was spun and weaved and in life love had found its home