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Mother's Question

There was no time for pausing.
We were young animals following innate urgings    
with little understanding.
Our edges blurred and melted through as    
we gave ourselves to desires both pure and timeless.

When we became one flesh in celebration of our ancient sacraments,
our beauty grew beyond the sum of its parts.  
As our songs neared their climax, I heard my mother’s voice ask,  
“Are you ready to give yourself wholly to another?”
As I searched for a response, my lover’s trembling told me
her question had already been answered.
Written by Nizana (Lauryn)
Published | Edited 11th Jun 2023
Author's Note
I've had sex since mother's death but nothing like last night when I heard mother's voice. I pulled from earlier poems for this rewrite. I found the photo on the left in mother's files. I pasted it into a recent photo. I never dreamed my life would change so much in eight years.
This earlier poem prompted this write: https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/442446-there-was-no-time-for-pausing-my/
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