Woman of Water

Speak to me,
O’ Woman of Water
Give me your rolling tides
I dream of your angry ocean
To wash away the blood of the vines
Not of earth
Not of life
Gaia herself could not match your light
Speak to me,
O’ Woman of Water
And breathe into me
Your drowning night

O’ Woman of Water
Heart cold but arms wide
An embrace so vengeful
There’s no place on earth one could hide
I can feel your tangling hair flow over me
And your voice of thunder
Pulls me down deep

Skin of silent skies
And your touch of gentle waves
I’m drunk in your embrace
Of that like the Queen Maeve
O’ Woman of Water
Salt water coughs and bloated lungs
Have never felt more sweet
And as I lie still in the rocking of your stormy arms
I’ve never felt more complete

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