Nov 17, 2021
The Moon gave Herself to me again —
Tonight —
in all Her glory.
I basked as I bathed
in the bright of Her Light
as She wove tales of Her many phases.
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I love to rhyme, often sensually. I have to write, otherwise insanity. I leave my heart on paper. Feel free to feel my feels. I comment lovingly and completely.
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I love to rhyme, often sensually. I have to write, otherwise insanity. I leave my heart on paper. Feel free to feel my feels. I comment lovingly and completely.
