the moon captures a glimmer there, in the clear night
sky of your eyes. a little starlight shines
through you - it’s keeper. call it down.
call it down to the sacred ground
of your chosen womb.
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the moon captures a glimmer there, in the clear night
sky of your eyes. a little starlight shines
through you - it’s keeper. call it down.
call it down to the sacred ground
of your chosen womb.