We get angry and think we are being masculine Until one day we are angry beyond our wildest dreams and wrath rings out of us in songs of fury And we feel, like a woman, screaming her lungs out from deep in her belly …
We cry and think we are being feminine Until one day we cry out our deepest fears and darkest crimes and fall to our knees, weak And we feel, like a man when we accept defeat, stepping up and owning up to all that is, the way it is, even for all that we feel …
I have been in and out of these roles and phases Morphing and flitting between these extremes Slipping and sliding from one end to the other Until there is no difference, Until, at the very depths of one, i become, the Other
For a man lives in a woman And a woman in a man Waiting to be found, One within the other Waiting to be born, As One with each other
Verily I tell you, A man lives in every woman Within her very bones And a woman in every man Inside his very loins Waiting to unravel Waiting to release, the Force within that desires, To be unleashed
To the man in the woman And the woman in the man, May we always remember these, And to come together
May we always take pleasure In the cosmic romance May we always find each other And cherish every glance
May we never miss a chance, to meet in the middle As we continue to dance, the eternal trance ♥️
