Amfortas
06-15-2007, 04:09 PM
A speck in her eyes he lies,
A drop between her thighs .
Her womb , a God's abode, he suckles,
point of light,
Christ's first plight.
Her hair , his coffin,
within its waves he drowns,
for our father who is in heaven.
On her nipples ,
a phallic cross he does erect,
For he does not want to resurrect,
just dissolve into the milky wells,
into that beating heart,
to rest between its ripples.
A drop between her thighs .
Her womb , a God's abode, he suckles,
point of light,
Christ's first plight.
Her hair , his coffin,
within its waves he drowns,
for our father who is in heaven.
On her nipples ,
a phallic cross he does erect,
For he does not want to resurrect,
just dissolve into the milky wells,
into that beating heart,
to rest between its ripples.