Celibate

I am brandishing weaponry found from ancient times
Half of my bed lies in shadow
While the other half goes blind
I am winding up the soldier
I found just beyond the bay
I am harboring a fugitive inside my Cassius Clay
I am a known understatement
A White version of your negative frame
I am the aim of the government
I am Christ conscious running from fame
I am never ordinary
I am always beautiful
I am raw and real and in the moment
I will never lose control
I am soft but I am deadly
When you buck against my breast
You will walk on softly if you remember what is best
I am the vein inside your stomach
The heart that leads you home
I am the woman who is ravishing against the cry
The strength to be alone