Pomegranate

Oh bloody one

aching heart

of humankind

deep crimson

and sorrowful

jewels that crown

darkness, an empress

fertile is the night

that bears witness

to the holy touch

of ancient love

forbidden love

her tender touch

that bleeds

and bites

and caresses

deep, red rivers

that flood

from veins

down her legs

from your lips

a blessed stain