I am a mother, large and full of love.
I am an artist, burning with energy
I am on a path of no return

My art will sear itself out of me
Brandishing a sword at those who trespass
On its holy path

A large bosom for love
Wide hips itching to destroy
Strength enough to create whole worlds around me

Scared of the darkness
Timid with thoughts too petty to mention
On nights when i forget my other self

Creating and mothering
My two selves are but the same
One makes art and the other makes men

I am walking this knife edge
Rekindling flames and dreams
Waxing and waning like the moon.