She keeps looking for her / everywhere she is not
She keeps looking for Her
Everywhere she is not.
In the climbing. The unending stairs of
masculine success
She fills up and spills out
Climaxes
Mines herself for further
resources
She puts on her makeup and pretty dresses
and wonders where the dull
ache
is coming from
The ache is what’s actually
calling her home.
It is a longing
It wants her to open.
The exquisite relief of opening, of embracing, of being willing
to experience it all
She can feel it
The fountain of her
Pure and total
Desire
Bubbles up. It pulls at her, the entire earth pulls at her
Saying, there is more for you here
It is true.
Come home