Ode to the Vulva

to the one who is the passage of creation
and garden of abundance
let your name be recalled
as the chalice of unboundedness
blooming eternities
 that cease to be known as the ruins
of human beginnings
so that tomorrow tastes
your sticky sweet voice
 
and listens to your breathing
of breaking taboos,
the depth of your calling
for bodies of souls to embrace you
like the threads through our love stories

© 2010 Natalia Molebatsi

April 2011