your paintings are like
the morning
demanding manly
nudging of my
first husband
whom I loved so dearly
and I never could
deny him my womanliness,
even when we went to bed angry,
i would surrender my gender
my welcoming hands tender
as I guided him
to the palace of our oneness

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