Your root cellar of body be fully yours.
With all it's funk and blossom worthy soil.
Let mouth be a house filled with light.
Let YES, NO, MAYBE, ricochet off the walls inside you so that...
LOVE in all it's fevers be given to you without pause.
I honor my galaxy of skin, drumbeat, and bone and I honor yours.
Turn tongue into shivering flame.
This power will free.
This Free.Will. Power.