Opening up my womb feels like a renewing of my tomb Cleansing all the wounds, by blood pumping, flowing down my tubes She heals my insecurities, by cleansing them with light and love She is a beacon that holds hope and everlasting love

Did you hear her? A familiar vibrational tone I hear and feel She my ovary is calling, her voice is echoing down my tubes She is trying to connect me to a new life Subconsciously searching for the masculine one that will make things right

Did you hear me? “I am not ready”, my womb responds. This woman doesn't need a man to “make things right” “Together we make creative babies that are being born every day, if you listened to us, you would experience all the magic happening deep inside”