Spirit Sex

I read the Bible once

The Word called me Bride

So I’m having sex

with my spirit guide

 

If spirit is formless

and if spirit is breath

Then in each moment

sex is just an echo

of my spine-tingling

spirit sex

 

The same breath

that you breathed

when you touched

yourself free

I now breathe

into being

that same

freedom seed

 

She grows as

the Tree of Life

in whose fruit

is my delight

The Tree of Life

The divine breath

We all breathe

 

Just like this tree

our life is an orgy

Overlapping chemistry

Entirely pure

and most innocent

Without dicks

Without clits

Just our breath

There is no mess

 

[take a breath]

It’s Spirit Sex

 

Words by Grace Lion-Hunter

Image by Jaspreet Sidhu

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