Sacrament

I was made to be a mother

The way marrow knows bone

The way maiden turns to mother

And a mother becomes crone

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your sleepy face

your chest

Rising

Falling

you clutch for my face

The whole world

Just stalling

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the fiery strength

I have for you

A witches magic

could never undo

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the ferocity of which

I say I love you

As promising as

The alluring Moon

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I hold you tight

tears fall from my face

A mothers baptism

My warm embrace

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my flesh breaks down

All sinew and meat

I sacrifice for you

Take from me and eat

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I was made to be a mother

something I ran from my whole life

but then I met the man

I became a wife

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My belly swelled

Then a rush of liquid

Your heaviness dropped

Inside something shifted

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Into the world you came

Screaming and red

Placing you onto me

And from me you fed

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Tear me open

If it keeps you from harm

I am the living bread

Protect you like a charm

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The magic that morning

A witch could never do

It’d be a pale imitation

Of when I gave life to you

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It only looked like birth

performed across nations

But between God and I

It was creation