In all the moments that remain…

She’s cleaning, relieving, maintaining sane.
Her openness is like an open vein.
And, I wouldn’t miss this chance,
To be her bandage, not her fane.

Creator of equals and time pressing time,
Limit this range to the realm of change.
Make her heart feel strong in needs unguided,
And her love to be, in full, requited.
As an obelisk of the feminine,
May her heart proceed to be undivided.

Build her an ark,
Flood the world in her blood and drown her in herself.
She will know the deepest comfort only in the death of her deepest fear,
Please, allow her ohm to become crystal clear.

She’s cleaning, relieving, maintaining sane.
May she be seen for her light and not her frame.

In all the moments that remain.