#for anthony

While Janet Mock speaks from the screen of my laptop about

The battle of women

To half a million people in DC

And me

Lying on my back moaning in relief

I'm not sure I'm always a good feminist

But I'd like to think Janet would approve of such a display of female pleasure

Afterward you examined every fold of me

Stared into my wet pink aura

And said it was beautiful

I am not religious

But I am divine

And here for this kind of worship

When we lay together

I press my nose into your back

And breath in

With a prayer to my gods

I inhale the sweetest pheromones

You are earth and heaven

I taste the beginning of time in your sweat

There is something dark in you

You mistake it as ugly

But I know better

Your soul is full of secrets

From your ancestors

I love the way they found love in the stars

And I love you

Because in all my life I never thought