Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

a big hoop earring
and a turquoise sheet
a cool sigh
a hot-powered thigh
an estrogen morning
a day to reveal longing
to discard pretense
to merge with the urge

a time to hor-moan
to sing the high notes and the low
to paint in abstract reality

jam with me

Estrogen!

yum...
the dance of estrogen
the estrogen dance

i taste it
i smell it
i touch it
i sing it

the dance of estrogen
the estrogen dance

pulsating
threadssssssss
of energy
pulsating
rainbowwwwwww
energy

pulsing
pulsing
pulsing in her body

the dance of estrogen
the estrogen dance

breathing deep
exhaling long
breathing deep
exhaling long
breathing deeper
exhaling hard

the dance of estrogen
the estrogen dance

building her curves
pulsating waves
scents that stir
soft touches and
touch her she's soft

the dance of estrogen
the estrogen dance

rising
breathing
low
exhale
highhhhhhhh
down again
and
groan

the dance of estrogen
the estrogen dance

inhale... yum.

wild estrogen regimen
monthly unprediction
you will cycle on

how true the non-words sing
the ups and downs of horoscopic view
it's all a toss of the dice
when estrogen steps in to grab the mic

Go, estrogen, sing estrogen
blues fire, estrogen

a slinky dress and a bulging tomorrow
a muscular infraction
an elbowed suggestion

a curve, how apt
a barefoot escape to a skinny dippin midnight
a party tossed decision

leap, estrogen
regale the dreams and futures of all, estrogen
with a deep bellied cry
and a star gazing sigh

I love the way Ms. Estrogen
Prepares for fury, hope and sin
Her hormone wails are songs of lust
And just as scent of her is thrust
Upon the senses sent to hear,
She leans to let you know she's here,
She bends her head to whisper vows
Of how her promises allow,
A cyclic sun, sweat, salt, hot yearns –
Watch out for how desiyah burns!

Ms. Estrogen's my chain, my whip!
She forces me to kiss her lip!
She writhes, a fire in her glare!
She dares me quick to meet her there
And when I do, she's quick to do
Exactly what she does to you.

Estrogen disguised as Jessica Rabbit
dons shades and slinks into a smoke-filled room
in a flash,
she strips off pretense
and hark!
what was dark becomes spot-lit hit

estrogen mingles in the crowd
a quick flick of a finger
nails her point

ess
sings a throaty warning
beware of estrogen with a grudge
clear your conscience now
before the wrath of a sudden mood
swings loud in your face

a sudden flash
lights up the sky
a burst of estrogen
power

she is every shade of beauty
and
aurora borealis
pales
in comparison
to her
when she is lit
with the fires
of her
estrogen
flash!


a rumble follows
resonating deepppppppp
thighs vibrating
a long a breathy sighhhhhhhh
a hor-moan

gods were built for her

remarkable
high
structures
built to hold her
rock her
play her

splash in her estrogen pool

Athena herself attests to the Wisdom of the Ageless

quiet respect in her presence
small human frailty
in her shadow

Aphrodite! radiant being of estrogen glory

modest demeanor required
respect subdued praise
to her splendour

Where goes the artist?
Come back! Attempt to replicate
the marvellous force she exudes

Pay homage to Estrogen
Paint us her light and her dark
Recount her triumphs and failures
Lure us beyond the page
take us round her glorious world
in journeys to places never seen

HOWLLLLLLLL

WE are aphrodite
aphrodite r' us

we rise

born
out of
wild
green
sea
foam

we rise

on wild
wall high
waves
of estrogen

we rise

rising
in our power

hold on
and
rise with us

we rest

ours bodies are
gentle domains
where
those who enter
are enveloped
in sweet love

and then we rise
and
our bodies are home
to pleasure
where
we are enveloped
in sexual rapture

we rise

WE are aphrodite
aphrodite r' us!

this
estrogen
talk

sounds
like
rhythm
talk

women
spirit
power

self love

complete in self

feminine energy flow
melds with
masculine energy flow

in self
and
outside of self

one
potentially
beautiful
powerful
river

melding
rising
moving
flowing
over rocks
splashing onto the shores
swirling
bubbling
waves

human energy flow

people
spirit
power

love
self love
love of others

cool!...
or is it hot

splash of silken saffron power
pollock poured paint aside

flow on mysteries

the message
powerful
healing ---
words
are few

the ancient spiral dance

it is Mystery to all but us

i hear the drums

there was a time
when women didn't drum

we stood behind the drummers

no longer

i pick up my drum
and I beat it...

more rhythm
my rhythm
your rhythm
distinct
yet one

estrogen drummers
spiral goddess estrogen drummers

palm approach
sense the taut skin
play the djembe, play with sound
feel the rhythm, feel with mind
dance the drumbeat, sing the heart

together we tingle the toe-nimbled tremour of life

ahhhhh
master drummer
rhythm journey
play me
boom boom


ahhhhh
if you are no master
do not hesitate
i will guide your hands
rhythm journey
play me
boom boom

ahhhhh
pull my rope
tune my djembe
play me
boom boom

ahhhh
hand slides
across my skin
then slap
and stroke
PA -- GO -- GUN!
boom boom

ahhhhh
rhythm journey
i can play me ---
or you can
play me ---
boom boom