Remake

I would reach into your womb
and reintegrate the bits.
I would shape and turn it's heart,
make it beat, give it birth.

I would take us to the river,
to the willow, to the mill.
Shedding all our clothes there,
we would dive into the pool.

We would lie there in the darkness
watching bubbles skyward turn,
We would feel the liquid deepen,
take away our heavy stone.