Orgnsm spirit-fœtus incubation

oh my daughter, that i might tell you: you produced me.
oh my sister, that i may say: i am your father and you my mother.
oh my mother, eventually you will see: i gave birth unto thee.
oh my lover: perhaps this lifetime is not for our divine Union
that we had not extended ourselves to mutual attentions.
perhaps the astral is the most potent conversation of energy
the exchange of symbols without flesh.
perhaps offworld as physical forms unknown to humanity.
or after vast expansions of time in cloned bodies of the next æon.
perhaps only with wings entwined and bodies dissolved will we combine systems
and a syntactical fabergé egg produced in the wake of passion thereunto.
perhaps not at all until the union with All
i will leave all things up to our Will Total
to seek thee only when the deepest heart desires
and remove the noise of conscious thought on the topic, amoun.