I swam inwards,
Against the currents,
You are beautiful…
Like a cloud; like a zygote,
Shapeless like universe,
beyond words.
I conceived love
Pregnant with flames,
Of sacred passion!
Unfortunately,
we began to grow,
Like fetus in womb,
turning upside down,
We are flooded outwards,
to find our only outlets.
Shaped body comes out
through shaped vagina!
I find us now,
Reflecting unalike images,
On the opposite mirrors,
Of body and heart!
We conceive death,
With the birth of corporeal,
Beginning to die,
Each moment,
Not because we forget,
the way to travel inwards,
but because now we know,
the way to travel outwards!
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