Stephrodite Poem by Raymond Finnegan

to be the blood that rushes
through her
veIns. to be that close to her heart.
inside.
feeling it
pumping me in.
out.
its constant, careful beating...

i am an infinite amount of hands
caressing her
within her body.
comforting her.

my bLOod becomes hers,
a rescue to my heart;
from my blood,
that trembles enough to shake a myriad of galaxies
uncontrollaby
at the thought of her
pushing it to the very limits.

to
liVE in her touch,
her laugh,
her smile.
a satisfaction no creator can quench.

she is
mY heart,
my
fOUndation
that...

STabilizEs the heavens!
she is a
P rofound beauty
in a realm
among god's and goddesses,
tH! at the almighty
was not aware
of such exquisite beauty!

she arrived, undetected, a gift from the stars

an undeniable, unexplainable truth of my Goddess Stephrodite.