Cradle the world Underneath to below Our feet. Your look sends me into wild shivers, Pleading the man in me, for more disbelief To your shared bosom upon the sheets. Your eyes collect the sun's rays, With the moon's echoes. The remaining darkness carries a newborn forward Into the mist of a dusty morning. I look onward To your fright Of one picked dagger from a loosened loin, To pierce where flesh has been tightest. Bleed for me Upon the sheets, Where your screams for me Come as hollow Heaven. I aim to set the world high Upon your shoulders, The sky with its blue sadness, Births the red of forgiveness. Breathe me, Deeply. The loneliness you can part with, The fulfillment you can start with Of one womb gathered Of ten tiny fingers.