Whomb

Motivated by emotion
Bathing in your placenta
Given the substance of life
Addicted to that feul
Connected through conception
Severed by the birth
The whomb of love
Protection of the skin

The wounds are
Healed now
You lie now
You lie down
You die now

Moving silently
Your attempt to comfort me
Content with meloncholy
One reason for this pain
Skin to skin, I keep within
Such confusion is this affection
We confide in this sin
Such comfort in this deception

The skin is
healed now
You lie now
You lie down
You die now

Abrasion of the skin
Eye lids pinned open
To view first light
And a saviors eyes

I cannot,
Cannot,
Cannot,
Cannot breath
In this whomb