Today I want to createToday I want white dressesPainted in blood, in red dirt, in grass stainsIn rays of sunshine...Unwrinkled by the wind and wet heatToday I want to createToday I want seeds planted on the inside(To be a walking ground; a foundation not phased by shifts)Hands to my chestSo you may feel that the seeds beat too(Just give ‘em some time)Today I want to createToday I want love dripping down my thighsUntil stickyUntil translucent turns flakeyToday I want my screams turned into songMy grip.  Turned into push.My tears turned into oceans blueNo, into freshwater trueCan you swim?Are you thirsty?Would you like me to bathe you?Today I want to createToday I want to be lovedInto creation...To loudly whisper love back intoYou