I don't even pretend to understand most of this, but here is what I gleaned:
frequent mentions of water: water is a powerful poetic symbol, and also essential for maintaining life. It is fluid and malliable, able to adapt to the form that someone puts it in while still maintaining its basic structure and properties. It is able to penetrate seemingly inpermiable spaces, able to navigate the spaces between man and woman, spiritual and physical. When it is taken from the whole it becomes a seperate entity, yet returns to the whole without maintaining properties of individuality.
As far as the last lines,
I presented my feminine side with flowers
She cut the stems and placed them gently down my throat
And these two lips might soon eclipse your brightest hopes
The thing that stands out most to me here is the act of penetration by the feminine rather than the masculine. Here we have two acts of violence performed out of love: the cutting of the flowers and the placing of them down his throat. It makes sense that he should act as a recepticle for the cut flowers, as our bodies are 75% to 80% water. The organic matter in his body feeds the flowers. An act of violence is nessicary in order for life to continue, and it is essential that he submit his will to the feminine in order to gain this wisdom. I'm not arguing for female supremacy here...notice he says "feminine side." We are fluid, we each contain elements of both the masculine and the feminine. Sometimes it is essential that the feminine submit to the masculine. The relationship is symbiotic.
I don't even pretend to understand most of this, but here is what I gleaned: frequent mentions of water: water is a powerful poetic symbol, and also essential for maintaining life. It is fluid and malliable, able to adapt to the form that someone puts it in while still maintaining its basic structure and properties. It is able to penetrate seemingly inpermiable spaces, able to navigate the spaces between man and woman, spiritual and physical. When it is taken from the whole it becomes a seperate entity, yet returns to the whole without maintaining properties of individuality.
As far as the last lines, I presented my feminine side with flowers She cut the stems and placed them gently down my throat And these two lips might soon eclipse your brightest hopes
The thing that stands out most to me here is the act of penetration by the feminine rather than the masculine. Here we have two acts of violence performed out of love: the cutting of the flowers and the placing of them down his throat. It makes sense that he should act as a recepticle for the cut flowers, as our bodies are 75% to 80% water. The organic matter in his body feeds the flowers. An act of violence is nessicary in order for life to continue, and it is essential that he submit his will to the feminine in order to gain this wisdom. I'm not arguing for female supremacy here...notice he says "feminine side." We are fluid, we each contain elements of both the masculine and the feminine. Sometimes it is essential that the feminine submit to the masculine. The relationship is symbiotic.