My Heart’s Womb

Within the stilling echo of my heart’s womb

Your soul reaches quintessentially for me

Where all our living memories softly bloom

Look there, among the primrose and peafowl’s plume

As I sing bird songs from the hidden valley

Within the stilling echo of my heart’s womb

whisper upon the nectar of your perfume

chiseled by eve’s as a silent quietus plea

gathering where the sparrow songs softly loom

among twilit dreams I wanted to consume

spilling my heart wishes among your bounty

Within the stilling echo of my heart’s womb

tell me love, what do you want me to presume

star crossed lovers eclipsing infinity

oh tell me, tell me now what shall I consume

will you ever find distance and breathing room

to gently embrace blissful divinity

Within the stilling echo of my heart’s womb

nevermore to know heart’s ache, never presume…

Poetry by: Victoria L. McColley