A Man

I’m a man

born of woman’s womb

and last life’s tomb

my DNA found in a grain of sand

 

My breath yearns

merge with a female form

in sacred union there reborn

beauty beckoning the world’s turn

 

My hands strong,

capable, and calloused, caress

every moment for I bear witness

like lovers’ sacred song

 

Woven on divinity’s loom,

this heart loves without plan

(beyond mind’s love I expand)

for I am a man,

born of woman’s wombImage

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