Gender Me This

I am quite secure in my masculine feminity 

My muscles contract and contort when the passion is upon me

Grappling with Gods in the throws of lust and need

Sentiment not needed

Particularly when in breed

Dispatching warriors in flesh

the womb is held by the seed

Tearing loins and waters lust

creation is messy and just

Epic the climax

Exhausting the mutual battle

Procreate to infectate

A better tomorrow

The act complete and body sore and tamed

What is left is tommorow 

Heavens mercy is claimed

In the pure souls marrow