To build a temple

born from nectar mouth
swelling swirling planes
where cosmic conversation
held space  
 
beyond night mares
night neighed
in foal winds
minstrels sing  
 
Yggdrasil
my face hidden
among folded lotus
where I bloomed
from your chest
 
as apples blossomed
I have always known existence
in hindsight of hibiscus light
 
when my white wild  
winter robe silently
sweeps away
I bask in bark blood
 
once more life is given
 
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