Oh! Fixation of fascination,
Cleopatra –complex,
Nature’s seduction,
Procreation’s labor –room,
The mystic empress spindles,
The course of human generations.
Does she love her man as love is?
Does she exploits man to have his seed?
Else how her love from the womb proceeds!
She is a bit of conscious nature,
And a bridge to the vast Unconscious,
Her inborn-motherhood needs man’s touch!
She is the posted enigma by Mother Divine,
How a bubble dare to measure her colossal wine!
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