My energy She Is pushing forthright and knows
She Is
Connecting with the universe.
My spirit, She Is
carrying my weight
against the gravity in day or night.
I streamline throw like an Orca that is feeding in season on
a shore of unwilling Harbor Seals.
She Is
creating, within a papers crisp edge.
She Is
writing to communicate to the sea.
In my soul I sing -She Is
Womankind.
She Is feeling and She Is
dancing in me.
Like waves that rush in (where a killer whale slaps its tail and tosses
her live meal.)
So does thee. There in my washed up heart, My Love, "There She be!"
She spouts and sprays, "In time inner self does heal all of
lifes mysteries."
She Is the (fools) that rush in -where love can not see.
(She Is
the splash!)
She Is
the passion in my lesbian love making.
In my soul I sing -She Is
Womankind.
She is
feeling and She is
dancing in me.
She Is
swimming with an Orcas force,
Sensual, natural, She Is
desire in my mind.
My energy, She Is
strong, made not gay in one day!
She is
humanity, lovely.
This woman
She Is
Me.
In my soul I sing -She Is
Womankind
She Is
feeling and She Is
dancing in me.
ŠVivian M Muska, May 1997