a quim

folded in
quirkily surely
(why men seem so
burly) saucily
unsated,
unsuspectingly
elated,
heartbrokenly invaded
worshipped
and weary
quickly contrary
cyclically bloodied
seldomly funny
concealing delight
and all the world’s might
and sometimes so tight
that nothing’s
ever right
it’s mirth wraps
his girth
and gives…
…gives
birth
to the eyes
and smiles
that name this earth
and all
that humans
have
ever
been worth.