The moon of Mars and Earth alight
Like the tinkle of a slinky
Her cosmos is growing like
The vulva she wears hence
The veil land on her head
Adorning her natural beauty
Before she marries and forms
her kaleera, it;s party time
like Sri Lankans we use coconuts and money in exchange
For stomach knots to form an
Umbilical cord as we are one
World, word and womb.