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Today, honor the luminous substance
of which she is made:
take a bath in it,
gulp it down,
let it spill all over you,
shimmer in your hair,
flow like foam down your belly,
make slick your feet...
Then name it for her
with old names and new names:
celebrate it, sing it,
let it gather into small shining poems,
let it tremble through the resonant depths
of your masculine soul,
listen for its magical, gleaming voice...
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Shout yes! yes! yes! to her.
Throw a fabric of wild soul-life over
her naked shoulders.
Let her run free like a colt!
Wrap her in green forest light.
Warm the blue sky of her.
Whisper her unto a love-drunk cat.
Sing her down the street for the dog's ears.
Recite her soul amidst tree branches.
Cherish her down into grasses.
Make love to her all day, all night.
Do it again tomorrow!
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