Ovule

i have placed

a glass egg above us floating oval ovule

in a dark bloodred void carries our digital selves embracing kissing

my skin-mud dense by you i anchor our darks sleep with one eye open watching our sub-selves the keel on our ship

these obstacles are just teaching us so we can merge even deeper into our own personal mineral fuse alloy

ship ahoy

the hostility

a broken heart endures the velocity of that injury is returned to the world with the same intensity with the same grin showing teeth

when i was a girl

i felt love was a building

i marched towards

but deadly demonic divorces demolished the ideal

now

with your romantic intelligence sensual tenderness

we dissolve old habits

and place a glass egg above us floating

in the dark blooded oval void our lovemaking avatars

in a shell