“Let me satiate you.” She naively whispered the first time
He tastes her innocently unwittingly opening the portal to all his desires.
“I wish to devour you!” he screams ravenously
The Universe quivers
She listens to his desires
Awaiting for him to hear them for himself
She must play Mother until the creation realises his own sentience
The Universe is ready
She is the endlessly expansive creator
He is the incessant hungry explorer
The Universe and her own insatiable sentient creation
Tumbling over each other
They endlessly expand together
She creates his every desire for him to explore endlessly
He consciously embraces her freedom to run ahead of him as she hangs the stars wherever she desires also.
They exist together in perfect unison
Creator and Creation in mutual desire
Little Wren 